I did a real estate shoot in Ashby, Mass., today. It was a vacation home on an unnamed lake, and the place certainly had seen better days.
I crossed back into New Hampshire at the town of Brookline. I love how the states here are so small that you can cross in and out of them within twenty minutes. I had to do a reshoot for another company last week, which required me to drive from school to York, Maine. The route dove down into Massachusetts to I-495, then to I-95 back into N.H. Because the Granite State has the shortest coastline of any in the Union, less than 15 minutes later I was in Maine. If I wanted to hit all six New England states and wanted to risk a ticket, I probably could leave home after a late breakfast and be back home for an early supper.
I liked this sign, along with the little township marker at its base.