Taking It To Maine

When I was younger, my father and stepmother had a summer place in Maine.  One of the (many) statements my stepmother became famous for in our family was "I'm taking it to Maine" -- "it" usually being something ridiculously impractical for the purpose, such as a toboggan she bought at a yard sale ... perfect for a summer house on the shore!

Well, tomorrow we will be taking this lot to Maine.  We are closing on the house on the water in the morning, and plan to spend a night or two in our new nest before the town turns off the water for the winter.  Fortunately as the place is being sold furnished, we don't have too much to bring with us -- the only thing missing from this load is Mabel (who will absolutely be joining us on our northward journey tomorrow!)