You can feel the animals coming back into play, but it’s still so cold outside. Every year before spring the weather gets warm for a few days and then back to a cold spell. The birds start chirping more once it gets to be March and there are the few flowers that start to come up, but I wish they would grow faster. Spring to me is promising, promising that summer will come and promising that it will finally get warmer. Right now the evergreen trees are the only ones with their needles but you can tell nature is trying to revive itself. The birds chirping promise you that spring is coming. It’s as if nature wants to grow back up but it has to wait for the weather. Spring is my favorite season; the temperature is always perfect, not too hot and not too cold and it’s great to go outside. After winter, I'm sick of the cold restricting weather. It’s incredible to feel the sun.