Sipping our morning coffee, we decided to set off down Route 7 in western Connecticut to see where the road leads us.
We cruised alongside sweeping meadows lined with rustic wooden fences, dotted with red barns when we saw a majestic stud farm. The horses were grazing contentedly, oblivious to the cars racing by on the highway. The outdoor cafes and the white churches lend a certain charm to the town of Kent. Historically, this town stands out as one of Connecticut's leading iron-producing towns for most of the 19th century.
