Dante found a patch of grass that was completely clear of snow, and he usurped it. I say usurped because it was actually on our neighbour's yard right by their front porch.
It was a glorious day and Dante enjoyed it to the max.
Behind Dante you can see both old leaves from fall still on the lawn and new grass shoots growing up through the cracks in the patio. Vestiges of the past still linger mingled with the promise of the future.
Dante was just ecstatic that there was no more snow. He always was a 'spring forward' kind of guy.