THE VIEW FROM HERE: Sensational summer on the South Shore
THE MOM SCENE: The high price of nostalgia
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?: Doing what you’re told
EAST COAST MOMMY: Party planning on a budget
RECYCLED LOVE: Choose trainers carefully for pets
THE VIEW FROM HERE: Making my list of peeves and checking it twice
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?: My stupid pot
THE VIEW FROM HERE: What’s up with that?
LEGAL BRIEFS: The grey divorce: What to keep in mind when selling the ...
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More Articles by Alison Jenkins
BACKSEAT RIDER: Peace among the ponies
Driver Mark laid down in the grassy pasture. The ponies watched intently as Driver Fabien carefully placed the large brass bowl on his ribcage. The sun shone overhead, the green grass carpet was dotted with daisies. A breeze rustled the leaves ...
BACKSEAT RIDER: Go camping on the bike and let versatility be your guide this summer
“I don’t think two people could go camping on that,” said Driver Mark. “I bet we could figure it out,” I said. It was our first summer together and we were ready for biking adventures. The bike in question was a ...
BACKSEAT RIDER: The group ride
I think I mentioned in a previous column that my first almost-date with Driver Mark was a group ride. He had such a good time group rides became a big part of our early days together. Riding along in a long line of bikes, chrome glinting, ...
BACKSEAT RIDER: Barn stands as monument to simpler times
The sun was low, shadows were getting long behind the fish plant in Cap Egmont, P.E.I., when we stopped to stretch our legs and check out the view. There were four of us out that day, Driver Mark and I were riding with Driver Harold and ...
BACKSEAT RIDER: Proper preparations make for better ride
We were in Northport before we noticed the problem. The sun was shining, the temperatures were balmy, the bike was working like a dream for “Driver Mark” and I was warm as toast in my heated jacket. No, the problem was we’d ...
BACKSEAT RIDER: Dressing for a two-wheeled spring fling as motorcycle season begins
My partner, “Driver Mark,” is a motorcycle enthusiast. I’m the loyal passenger, riding two-up. Our first almost-date (he was not picking up the clues I was throwing down) was a group ride in May 2012. “There’s a ...