A small portion of the two campgrounds for which I’m responsible. Sort slow on the day after Easter. Yep, that’s my little trailer down there, home for Millie and me.

Millie is convinced, I believe, that life has given her lemons; she’s not yet certain how she feels about lemonade. She’s a bit more cautious about our slow-motion transportation after…

The FedEx driver today made her first-ever delivery to this address. (4001 W Washington, Bradford PA, Michele Kinkaid if you were thinking of sending cupcakes.) FedEx brought my new hearing…

Camper Dub — I don’t know if that’s her surname,  given name or nickname — had the cat on a leash. It might have been the first time I’d seen…

I got my company hoodie, five company tee shirts, a company cap and a key to my golf cart/carryall. The cart has a bed on the back like a tiny…

Millie and I arrived at Willow Bay in what felt like a Kansas windstorm. Lightning, rain, tree limbs in the road. And a tree limb in the grill of our…

Millie and I were forced by an enormous body of water to make a right turn. We got to Lake Erie at Geneva-on-the-Lake and lunched at Mary’s Diner as requested…

I’m in a little RV park with no wifi, typing laboriously on my new Samsung and a user interface with which I’m unfamiliar. So forgive any typos, please. Odd little…

A whisker over 40 years ago, the family and I up and moved to Oregon. Me, move, Oregon… that’s really all the explanation one needs. A dear friend whose knowledge…

When you and the dog live in a 19-foot trailer, you have to take time every now and then to do some basic maintenance. Things have to be emptied, things…