I nudged the horse into the bitterly cold gale force wind, turning my head to keep the blowing snow out of my eyes. A wind greater than 39 mph qualifies as a gale, and this wind clearly made the cut.

I nudged the horse into the bitterly cold gale force wind, turning my head to keep the blowing snow out of my eyes. A wind greater than 39 mph qualifies as a gale, and this wind clearly made the cut.

I didn’t think I’d find a little piece of Iceland tucked away in Shelbyville, Kentucky, but that’s exactly what happened when I visited Lettléiki Icelandics at Swallowland Farm. It’s more than just a ...