Apple Blossom Festival. My hometown population grows tenfold, not counting those natives who like to get out of Dodge for the weekend. Steve's first visit here was for The Bloom, after which he commented that Winchester is an interesting mix of rednecks and rich people. That's never more evident than during Apple Blossom. There are concerts, dances, breakfasts, luncheons, 10K, golf tournament, two parades, carnival, circus, midway, craft show, car show, and then all the unofficial private parties.
Friday is a local holiday, so schools and business are closed because the traffic situation is tricky and, let's face it, people are mostly thinking about funnel cakes. Everybody wears pink and green, so my mom made this dress for Olivia to wear. (Notice the very expensive box toy that kept her entertained for several minutes: a record.) The festival committee tries to bring in celebrities; this year I'd actually heard of Val Kilmer.
Growing up I watched the the parade from the lawn of a family in our church who lives on the parade route (blessing or curse?). During middle & high school I marched with my saxophone and polyester band uniform. I went off to college and then Steve and I lived in PA and DE, but we'd still come for Apple Blossom because it's Winchester's Homecoming.