After work, Wish and I ambled around the neighborhood for two miles, which seems about 1.8 miles longer than his average walk this winter. (I think it's a three-way tie for most ready for spring in our household.) I took my gloves off, I felt cozy and warm in my light fleece jacket, and he scampered around the snowbanks and hopped puddles.
And the sun set during our walk, which is always an added bonus.
Soon the snow will melt and the leaves will pop and it'll be full-blast spring. But these little whispers of a new season are really fun.