Laughs and one last snow

I am thankful that I get daily laugh therapy.  I happen to live with three lively comedians.  Just today this one rolled herself up in the quilt I laid out for her to play on.  She then played peekaboo with herself squealing with delight each time she lifted her head out of the quilt.

Go ahead, throw a snowball at me, I don't mind admitting I'm thankful for one last snow (see that positive thinking...LAST).  It's so pretty and has kept me inside plowing through load after load of laundry.  

My neighbor Judy's house.  My favorite on the street.  It was the very picture of spring earlier in the week!