Pepper's parents had already been at their condo for a couple of weeks and left this morning. Even though we all live in the KC area, I haven't seen them since Pepper's birthday in 2014. Her parents headed back to Kansas today, taking their dog Katie and enough tools and whatnot to open a mechanic's shop on the side of the road should the need arise. Their car is in perfect order, but her father is nothing if not prepared.
Pepper and I went to Pendl's Bakery which I'm sure is the world's cutest coffeehouse. I promise to continue searching for a cuter coffeehouse, and if I find one I will let you know. Imagine that a red barn and a cute little bungalow had a baby and named it Pendl. In the side yard, there were darling umbrella'd tables, a designated "dog parking" area, and local roots music duo, Winship & Sneed, playing acoustic strings. It was all rather dreamy, a Pendl-Perfect slo-mo Sunday morning.
Photo not by me. In my blissed-out, "Easy Like Sunday Morning" state of mind, taking a picture of Pendl's exterior didn't occur to me. I snagged this from their Facebook page. I did take the pics in this collage, though.
I could have stayed at Pendl's all morning, but we took advantage of the perfect mountain weather and drove up to the Grand Targhee ski area. A few steps from Pepper's condo is this *adorable* house. It sits right on State Line Road, the front door facing Idaho with a Wyoming address. The shutters have hearts! Above the front door it says, "Wherever you wander, wherever you roam, be happy and healthy and glad to come home." Charming AF, y'all. I smiled each time we drove by.
Above the front door it says, "Wherever you wander, wherever you roam, be happy and healthy and glad to come home." Charming AF, y'all.
The ski area at Grand Targhee is a delightful little resort village where everything is overpriced, but you don't care because the air is thinner at 7,408 feet. This was my first time on a ski lift. When I was a kid, I saw a photo of an Alp-to-Alp tram in Italy, hundreds of feet above the ground. I simply assumed that all ski lifts were like that and decided then and there that ski lifts were not for me. Obviously, I've seen them on TV since then. I have no idea why this belief persisted. I was surprised to see that this lift wasn't that high off the ground. It was a smooth ride with lovely views - and I'm 99% certain I would have survived had I fallen off. Or out. Or however one falls when one falls from a ski lift.... Yeah, I woulda survived that shizz. I was very brave, Pepper said so.
The view from the top of Grand Targhee was gorgeous. On one side, we could see the Teton Valley below; on the other, we could see the Grand Tetons above. We could see storm clouds rolling in, but we were able to walk around for a bit before heading down. This flower is called a Green Gentian or Monument Flower. Pepper and I were talking about it just as Zarrin, a Grand Targhee resort employee, walked by. Zarrin stopped and told us all about it. This one was about 20" tall and he said it was blooming. They take 40 years to bloom like this, and then they die. I felt an immediate kinship with this flower.
A Green Gentian, or Monument Flower. It takes them about 40 years to bloom like this, and then they die.
We took the ski lift back down to the resort village, and just in the nick of time as it happened. They shut down the lifts shortly after we had descended because of the storm clouds. It was raining at 10,000 feet, but we were in sunshine at 7,500!