When I visit North Carolina, I always try to take a few walks down our road. There is a sweet, tiny church, a nice campground, plenty of vacation cabins and this nice stone bridge. Every time I go it seems to change. Everyone flocks to the area this time of the year for the fall foliage, which is stunning, but the spring show is just as beautiful. Full of pastel colors, pinks, grays, lavenders...it seems everywhere you look there is something in bloom. It's a softer, gentler, more muted beauty than the bright reds, oranges and yellows you see there this time of the year.