There's promise of summer in the air;

It's so nice to be able to go outside and smell spring.
There are actually leaves on the trees.
You don't have to wear jackets, and you can lay in grass that's not all dead.
You can let the sun warm your skin, and you don't have to prepare to freeze you butt off every time you open the door.

It's nice, but I know that by June I will wish it was December again!