Just like when we come out of a matinee and we are unreasonably, but predictably, surprised by the light, we emerge from the winter blinking in the sun. The outdoors is beckoning. The back door was open yesterday afternoon, airing out our stale winter den.  Some days are colder than others, but the scent of spring is rapidly dispersing.  Mud pies, watering plants(and occasionally cats)with a spider man squirt ring and planting orange seeds with great hopes are all taking place in the outdoors these days.