This morning Joony woke up grumpier than grumpier than grumpy. He was...really grumpy. I decided a miniature road trip was in order, asked him if he wanted to get dressed so we could go have some fun, and he burst into tears. Oy. Anyways, we hopped on the highway and headed for Ashton. We saw a sign for coffee, pie, and free wifi, so we stopped hoping they would have hot chocolate and sugar cookies too and...success! We had ourselves a little date then continued on up the road to Warm River, which is where we go feed the massive fish every time we have family in town. Tossing bread into the river and watching it get snatched up is a lot of fun, but the real winner is always the drive. It's scenic and beautiful and so, so peaceful. I brought the big camera and tried not to tear up too much. It's very strange to be entering the "lasts" of our time here...David's last Monday at his job, our last drive to Warm River...well, anyways, here are the pictures. I might frame one in our new Mesa house to remind me how beautiful Idaho winters are when I get homesick.