Where Des Moines promised that corridor of stone yielding to light, Destin delivers on every count—the glass wall that now commands the southern exposure floods the transitional gallery with a warmth that feels almost coastal, as though the Kentucky estate has borrowed the luminous ease of the Emerald Coast and folded it into its own limestone bones. Here the craftsmanship shifts register without losing its voice, hand-finished white oak underfoot replacing the heavier flagstone while still carrying the same deliberate grain pattern that ties every threshold together across the home's sprawling footprint. The grounds press closer now through floor-to-ceiling panes, mature hardwoods framing the view like a composition that was planted decades ago for exactly this vantage, and the room begins to feel less like an interior and more like a covered terrace suspended between architecture and landscape. It is a pivot point the home seems to have been building toward, and what waits just beyond—where Dothan's deeper wing takes hold—suggests the estate is far from finished revealing its most persuasive rooms.