This has been one of the wettest Marches I can remember in the quarter-century I've lived in northern California. A lot of our spring flowers have been beaten into submission. But you can't keep a good Japanese maple down. This one stands in front of a beautiful white flowering pear in blossom, which you can barely see against the gray-white sky:
Here's a close-up:
I wish the colors showed up better in the photo. The red leaves, the white blossoms, and the purple sky were really striking.