The sun is shining.
The goats are sunning.
The ground is dry.
Even the jonquils, which I plant in puddles around the yard so that I might enjoy them from any window in the house, are poking through the grass, stretching to the sun.
Birds are singing.
A long-sleeve t-shirt is all one needs outside.
Shall we go outside and see what kind of trouble we might find? I'll meet you in the front yard in ten minutes. Just let me get my shoes! I'll be the one dancing.