I woke early to watch the sunrise over the ocean. While Ron and the pups slept, I made a cup of coffee, gathered my phone and journal, then headed to the beach. Just as I was taking a picture of my bike, a truck pulled into the parking spot, illuminating it perfectly for the photo….

After a quick walk with the dogs, we piled in the truck at 7:18 a.m. headed to pick up the trailer. “Right on time, a little early.” Ron said at 7:52 a.m, climbing in beside me after hooking up the trailer. We began our slow rolls, heading for a new adventure, the early morning sun…

“Can we just go in and check out the golf course?” Ron asked the guard at the entrance gates. Both of us were nervous, afraid he would say no. With a smile on his face, he said, “Yeah. Fourth left, Championship way.” Looking at each other, smiles broke across our faces as we breathed a…

Listening to the rhythmic waves, hearing the chatter of those around us, smelling the crisp, salt air inspires me like nothing else. “Mommy, I hurt my foot,” a child playing at the water’s edge just yelled. Ron lays in the sun on his belly, finally able to finish a book he’s started months ago. Young…

“Nice. Someone left a half-smoked cigar.” Picking it up in disgust, I was about to throw it away. “Perfect, I don’t have to buy one. It’s the only thing I needed to get.” Ron said. “You’re not smoking this!” “No, for the Christmas card. Cousin Eddie has a cigar. I think he has it in…

Ron’s birthday falls during peak leaf season in Charlottesville, VA. Our drive here was beautiful. Thankfully we avoided the construction around Short Pump with a quick detour on Rte. 250. Joe and Leslie, unfortunately, did not, spending 40 minutes stuck in traffic. Firewood was a priority in the chilly afternoon breeze. Thankfully, the camp host…

“Looking good, Crusader,” Ron said as we pulled out of our storage spot, headed to OBX for a long weekend. My choice of campgrounds to celebrate my 52nd birthday with our dear friends, Leslie and Joe. Getting off the peninsula proved challenging. Friday afternoon traffic is always hectic, but multiple accidents compounded the issue. And…

In my video of the trailer pulling out from Lancaster, Ron noticed the right side seemed low. Arriving home, backing the trailer into it’s spot at the storage unit, he noticed a weird sound. Crawling under the trailer, Ron discovered the broken spring. We estimate the spring broke coming out of New York or Boston,…

After three weeks on the road with the Crusader, she needed work. Peeling vinyl furniture was the final straw. Every time we sat in the chairs, a little piece of it came with us. I tried valiantly to cover the offenses with fleece but to no avail. We either get rid of the trailer or…

God surprised me this morning. Yesterday, when Ron told me the sun would rise over the Amish farmhouse, I immediately had a vision. I could see the purple and pink hues highlighting the silos as the sun began its slow slide upward. My mind’s eye created that picture. I waited all night to see the…