Spring is like that.
It's not just close, it's here. And we can taste it, in the sweetness of a warm strawberry, the crisp grassiness of a stalk of asparagus, the bitter bite of lettuce. When summer comes, the Carolinas will be packed with produce. We can get our fill of corn, tomatoes, beans and melons. But the tastes of spring are as fleeting as our riot of azaleas - here in a sudden explosion, then gone a few weeks later.