I don't know where you fall on the International Date Line, but in our neck of the woods, it's April 1. I woke this morning to frosty roofs (rooves?) and lawns and SUN - which I think even Noah was happy to see - and he only had 40 days of rain.
These first two photos were taken last week (which just proves that my earlier dig at the weather was a slight exaggeration).
This photo was taken yesterday after much rain. There was an inch of snow in a nearby town, but only flurries of pear blossom petals in our back yard.