Some years, here in Michigan, we just go from winter to summer, skipping over spring. This year we get spring. It's sunny and warm enough to be out enjoying the blooming flowers as opposed to remarking how pretty they look from the warmth of the house.
The lilacs are blooming.
The chickens are free ranging like crazy, and eating the seed I put down in the bare spots in the front yard.
The kids are painting with water colors. An activity usually reserved for outdoors in an effort to avoid paint catastrophes indoors