The trouble with the aging process is that inside, one feels much the same as one did at 26, while outside, wrinkles, blotches, and sagging are taking their toll. At 56, I'm getting braver about posing for photos, but it's not easy. Nevertheless, it may be a month before I get another version of my new design ready to photograph on Isabel, so for what it's worth, here are a few "selfies" of same as modelled by yours truly, wrinkles and all.
I'm calling it "Wheatsheaves". See you in the New Year.