Well, I wish it felt more spring-like...it's cold and rainy here right now. But at least it's not snowing like it did last week!
Here's a poem for you by Robert Frost:
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
