It seems more common now than when I was growing up to see Dads tending tiny kids', showing tenderness and care. Since the scene happened right in front of me, I had to "grab" it. Perfect for Fathers Day...give or take the smart phone, of course.
As we strolled to lovely residential streets and lanes of Frankfort, with many historic homes to admire, we kept noticing tame, calm cats everywhere. My cousin's wife later told me the cats are all over. Especially on the quiet streets that dead-ended at the river; locals fed the strays; some had collars, some not. Smartcars always make me smile.
Ghost signs, reflections and the strange old-fashion rail tracks that are built into the busy street near the "old State Capitol" in Frankfort, Ky. The small city nestles in a deep valley on the bend of the Kentucky River. It sets the place "back in time", it feels like.
We did not visit, but the town has it's own bourbon maker. You can visit if you want. On one of our previous visits to Kentucky, we toured the Woodford Reserve distiller.
At its core, the farmhouse was a one room, one story storage depot and safe house, constructed in no windows and one door; built during the 1790's. Over the past centuries, successive generations changed and added elements: new rooms, a second floor, addition parlor room and bedroom, kitchen house separated by the classic Kentucky "dog-trot" and more. Before revealing the original log construction in one of the main rooms, my cousin consulted experts and used select construction teams. It was quite a project.