When my product team scheduled a weekend workshop in Louisville this autumn, I'll admit my expectations were firmly anchored in bourbon and horse racing. As someone who grew up in Lyon—arguably France...
There's something magical about Kentucky in autumn—the way the golden light filters through amber-hued trees onto rolling pastures where thoroughbreds graze behind pristine white fences. As someone wh...
There's something almost mystical about the rolling emerald hills of Kentucky's horse country in spring—when the bluegrass isn't actually blue but radiantly green, thoroughbred foals take their first...