No matter what the groundhog says, warmer temperatures and springtime rains find their way to my pasture eventually. (Actually, I really resent groundhogs and their sense of superiority. I tend to chase them out of my field. Arrogance is so ugly.)
With spring rain comes one of my favorite features of the outdoors: mud.
Humans despise mud, but as with many things, I think they just fail to completely grasp the concept.