This Snapping Turtle thought so, on one of the first genuinely warm days of the year.

Our senior dog Stella, outside on a warm early spring day. The relative warmth undoubtedly felt good.

Winter is coming to an end. Days are becoming longer, temperatures are warming. The bitter, awe-ful cold is gone. Today it’s just above freezing, sunny, we may sit outside for a while and gratefully soak in some sunshine.
We may – no, we will – have more cold, more snow. Yet we made it through another winter. I’m grateful and happy to live in a four season climate. I will be grateful for the coming warmth.
(I was laid low yesterday by a twinge in my back after awkwardly lifting something heavy. Back to blogging today.)
Dark-eyed Juncos seeking sunflower seed traced paths on the deck. A birds’ life is very, very hard now. The cold is awful, food is scarce, competition is ferocious. In comparison our life is one of ease, plenty, and warmth.
A dog came this way as well, I think it was Stella.
The other day, this grand maple tree across the road reached out. It stretched out, straining to reach, grasp what warmth the sun had to impart. On a minus 10C day nearing the end of a long and cold winter, that warmth was very welcome. We joined the maple tree.
ETA: I neglected to include the photo!