The cherry blossom trees in our front yard are in full bloom. They look like giant cotton candy trees. They're so pink you can't even tell that they're trees. It's very beautiful and I wish I could say that it means that soon we'll have scrumptious cherries to eat from the trees. But I can't because they're only cherry blossom trees and don't actually make edible cherries. What all this blossoming DOES mean, however, is that it's Apple Blossom Festival time in Wenatchee Valley. This is the first time since High School that I've been in town for all of the festivities and I am looking forward to it (the hardcore festival weekend is May 4-6). If I wasn't concerned about being generally complementary instead of disparaging I would say that this is the one weekend when all of the less presentable denizens of the Wenatchee Valley crawl out from under their rocks and mingle at the craft/food fair in the park during the day and at the carnival and on the Avenue after dark. But I do try to be nice so I'll just say that it's a very interesting mix of people and you end up seeing almost everybody who lives around Wenatchee at some point during the festival if you spend enough time outside. "They" claim there's over 100,000 visitors to the festival and since only 60,000 people live in Wenatchee that allows for a lot of out-of-towners. I'm always skeptical of numbers given on the authority of the mysterious "they" so I wouldn't swear that's accurate.