wise

There is a special satisfaction in ending a summer ride at an old inn on a real main street. Not a franchise exit, not a concrete box beside a truck stop, but a place with a porch, tall windows and the quiet confidence of a building that has already seen a hundred summers come and go. The Inn at Wise has been doing exactly that since 1910, and by the time I rolled Rose to the … [Read more...] about Where the Day Settles