When we last heard from “Little Things,” she was resting comfortably in Rye, New Hampshire; nestled beneath towering pines, eager to see what New England had to offer. She would wait patiently for Matt and Adria to plan some exciting excursions, but unfortunately, she would not be included in their explorations of the east coast. “Basically, the humidity of summer…… Continue reading “Little Things”…RIP!
After taking the newlyweds to California on a surf adventure, “Little Things” was ready for a hiatus. For the next five months, most of her time was spent lounging behind the kids’ home, with only sporadic visits by Matt, Adria, and Cora, when she became their private backyard retreat. But, those times kicking back were about to change. Rumors about…… Continue reading “Little Things” travels cross country!
“Camping and getting outside in any form is an escape for the soul; being outside is a reminder that we are all part of this world together, and part of mother nature. It is so wonderful to be able to experience all the world still has to offer.” – Adria Milewski Matt and Adria brought…… Continue reading “Little Things” goes to the Golden State
…until it couldn’t. Celebrating the golden years of a Great Western camper. When I was a kid, back in the 70’s, our pop-up trailer represented family time. My extremely detailed mother planned our vacations; packing every nook and cranny of the camper and Ford Bronco with supplies and treats, and dad, well, he was forced to relax. I can…… Continue reading The little camper that could…
Without a doubt my grandmother more than loved to eat salt pork; she coveted it. Simply defined by Webster’s Online Dictionary, salt pork is “fat from the back and sides and belly of a hog carcass cured with salt.” (1) As accurate as that definition may be, my younger self would define it as…… Continue reading A Salty Bit of Heaven
For anyone who has ever lost a pet, I feel your pain – still. One year ago we put our cat Carmel to sleep; it was difficult to say the least. I wrote this essay in April of 2015 to express my love for him, but also to show that being human while you are caring…… Continue reading Love and loss
When I was a kid, shoe stores were privately owned small businesses with names like Matthew’s and David’s. There were no mega shoe stores with boxes displayed within customer reach. Back then, you picked a shoe and asked the clerk, who you probably knew by first name, to get it in your size, and then he spent the time…… Continue reading ‘Running’ the risk
“The Sweet and Sour”: toasted white bread smeared with peanut butter and jelly, then topped with a layer of smooth soft creamy Velveeta- the undisputed king of all processed cheese products, and finished with a squirt of mustard and a swipe of mayonnaise. “When’s the last time you ate that,” I asked my Dad, incredulous. “Two weeks ago,” he…… Continue reading When’s the last time you ate that?
As I look at my son’s Harley Davidson 883 Sportster slumbering peacefully in my garage, patiently waiting to ‘road trip it’ from Massachusetts to Utah, I have to wonder, “What is it about a motorcycle that soothes a young man’s soul?” Is it the power, the speed, the freedom? Yes, yes, and a resounding yes…and so much more. Whether you’re male or female,…… Continue reading It’s a way of life!
We walked along the Florida gulf shore sharing our views on life, our children, and our dreams for the future. We held hands at times, until the shells and driftwood became unmanageable to carry. We took in all that surrounded us; the sand, the surf, and the people who were doing what we were doing – sharing a…… Continue reading A chance meeting