We had the first crisp day of late summer this week in Kentucky.
That first crisp day is always a lie, but it’s a lie that feels a little bit like hope, which the best lies always do. It was 62 degre…
We had the first crisp day of late summer this week in Kentucky.
That first crisp day is always a lie, but it’s a lie that feels a little bit like hope, which the best lies always do. It was 62 degre…