A year of self #77 – Hole 16

Last Friday: Volunteering for the Ronald McDonald House in Reno.

A year of self #71 – Pharmacy queue

A year of self #69 – Texture

I’m told you aren’t supposed to call them wrinkles. I’m getting to be okay with wrinkles. It means I’ve made it this far. And that beats the alternative.

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A year of self #68 – Pieces of me

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A year of self #67 – Lashes

A year of self #65 – Au naturel

No makeup, plenty of texture. I see a bit of my grandmother’s face in mine, and that is not a bad thing.

I realize I am a day behind, and I hope to get caught up by posting a second image later today (after I get the groceries bought and the house tidied up).

A year of self #64 – A bit of a goofy shot

Sorry all. Nina’s recovery from her surgeries* last Tuesday has been rougher than I would have liked, though she seems to have turned a corner this morning (hoping!), my self-portraits have been pushed to the back burner.

Here’s a weirdly distorted image of Jezebel and me. Although her meow makes her seem larger than she is, she’s really not bigger than me.

*Cherry eye repair; teeth: cleaned and a couple of extractions; nails; removal of a mass on her hind end (waiting for the biopsy results is killing me).