Where Davie's subtropical warmth lingered in deep-stained hardwoods and shadow play, Des Moines resets the narrative with a crisper Continental restraint—crown moldings drawn in cleaner lines, natural light pooling across limestone-toned surfaces as though the broad Iowa sky has been invited indoors. The proportions here recall the best of Terrace Hill–era grandeur translated into modern living, wide sightlines threading one gathering space into the next while hand-selected bourbon-barrel accents along the built-in cabinetry keep the estate's Kentucky soul unmistakably present. It is a home that knows how to hold silence and spectacle in equal measure, each threshold calibrated so the eye never rests too long before the next room pulls you forward. That magnetic draw only deepens as the corridor bends south toward what Destin will reveal—a sun-drenched transition where stone gives way to glass and the grounds beyond begin to assert themselves as a room of their own.