I'd forgotten how much I like Kentucky in the fall. (One of the benefits of having a poor memory is that every season holds nice surprises.) 80 degree days, 55 degree nights, and perfectly clear starry nights. I know that my frequent jumping back and forth between KY and San Diego makes the contrast very stark, but there's something about the hills and the peacefulness of a land that isn't bursting with housing developments - something really great.
