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Mention the name James Bond to any moviegoer and images of the dashing and debonair secret spy 007 comes to mind.
Bond could be searching for a missing secret agent or perhaps trying to find a secret Russian decoding machine. Inevitably Bond comes across an attractive female agent who has questionable intensions of her own.

We live in a town that is surrounded by rolling hills, filled with green pastures, and influenced by agriculture. Our bluegrass territory and wild horses define who we are to other people and make us proud to live here, though we often forget that beyond these rolling hills and green pastures and through the bluegrass that there are other places that are worth exploring.

We’ve all had some life-changing event. My most memorable one was in high school when I went into the bank and said, “What do you mean I have no money, I still have checks left.”
Sad, but true. I had another just last week, as I was researching what to write about a Humane Society article. Dogs can’t see! Well, not like I thought they could.

Yo-yo weather is here. This time of year, Kentucky’s temperatures can go up for hours or even days, teasing us, right before it slams back down to “Where’s my coat?” temps. We go from comfortable to cold, and back again, giving us four seasons in one day.
I think it’s Mother Nature’s way of gently breaking us into winter. Kind of like the lights in a theater dimming, to let us know the show is about to begin. I just hope it’s not gearing up for a record breaking performance.