Spring is my favorite season, and spring in Korea is breathtaking. From weeds to shrubs to trees, flowers are everywhere. Spring in Korea looks like God lined up every color of paint in the world and then closed his eyes and just started throwing it all over the place. Whole hillsides turn flaming pink with azaleas. Streets are lined with white cherry blossoms. Every meadow and every sidewalk are dotted with starbursts of color.Although these pictures from my friends Taylor Ford and Andy Phelps are beautiful, perhaps the best tribute I can pay to Korean spring is in this poem.