Come to the wild and wacky DeZert Isle, where toys spring to life and the sun just may bump into the moon. Jules is a Zert. He lives on DeZert Isle with his best friend Ned the Nail, and he’s in love with a brick. Jules’s life is happy and busy; he has plenty of friends, lots of games to play, and sausages to tempt the brick of his dreams. But there are certain things he detests: being hammered by SledgeHead, being swallowed by BigMouths, and being captured by SmotherHen (why does she keep trying to hatch him?). Vibrantly colorful pictures offer a guided tour of Jules’s marvelous world, a visit to the high life and occasional low points of a sun-drenched place where new friends are just around the corner and gifts are offered with an open heart—and where there’s always enough hippopotamelon juice to go around. DeZert Isle sees the world from a child’s perspective; the improbable becomes the possible, and all things, even the most bizarre, have perfectly reasonable explanations—even being in love with a brick.

Come to the wild and wacky DeZert Isle, where toys spring to life and the sun just may bump into the moon. Jules is a Zert. He lives on DeZert Isle with his best friend Ned the Nail, and he’s in love with a brick. Jules’s life is happy and busy; he has plenty of friends, lots of games to play, and sausages to tempt the brick of his dreams. But there are certain things he detests: being hammered by SledgeHead, being swallowed by BigMouths, and being captured by SmotherHen (why does she keep trying to hatch him?). Vibrantly colorful pictures offer a guided tour of Jules’s marvelous world, a visit to the high life and occasional low points of a sun-drenched place where new friends are just around the corner and gifts are offered with an open heart—and where there’s always enough hippopotamelon juice to go around. DeZert Isle sees the world from a child’s perspective; the improbable becomes the possible, and all things, even the most bizarre, have perfectly reasonable explanations—even being in love with a brick.