I'm finding that at almost 9 months, I'm getting those same thoughts with spring coming. The drinks on the deck, enjoying the beautiful day...
What's always been helping is remembering the REALITY of it, that those one or two relaxing drinks on a nice spring day are just lies my addiction is trying to seduce me with: the TRUTH is, I'd maybe enjoy the first one or two and then I would be off on a scary and painful ride I never planned to go on.
I know this is just momentary and will eventually pass since it's my first sober spring in about 5 years, so I just have to get through it. I know from past experience that it really is possible to enjoy life sober; it's just that I woke that beast up again.