Oh my beloved cherry blossoms! As I walked around the Tidal Basin Saturday morning, fighting my way through the swarms of tourists, I couldn't help but remember all those times I came here as a child. So many happy memories and numerous embarrassing pictures in my Easter hats and girl dresses posing with the blossoms. Unfortunately it rained all weekend and the cherry blossoms are sadly all on the ground by now but at least I got to see them after a 4 year hiatus. It's days like Saturday that give me those temporary moments of happiness where I tend to say things like: "it's good to be home"