I wanted to take a picture of the back of the car, as it is loaded with Banjo Man’s “stuff for the cabin”, but I am under strict orders not to open the back door.

This load of “treasures” is blanketed by an old quilt and, as promised, has not risen above the back window.

I don’t like anything blocking my view when I’m driving three thousand miles across the country.

One of the things in the back is mine:  a pottery platter.  I don’t think it’s taking up too much room, do you?

The back seat is for our overnight, traveling gear.  As usual, I am traveling light.  Banjo Man is not.

We are leaving today (maybe this morning?) and heading West at last.  As I wrote yesterday, we’re not going far.  Just 170 miles (3 hours) to a Presidential library and museum.  I don’t even think we’ll be out of New York until Friday.

Daughter Nancy is moving into the house and all will be well here.  She takes good care of things.

So it’s time to clean up the tiny mess in the kitchen, get dressed, put the last Zip lock bags of toiletries into the overnight bag and make some trail mix.

I think everything else is ready.  Fingers crossed we don’t forget anything!