Do not adjust your retina.

Today’s Telegraph is being brought to you in living pink. It is not a pigment of your imagination.

But are you suddenly craving cotton candy for breakfast?

For those of you whose eyeballs aren’t thrilled with all this razzle dazzle, I hope your headaches will subside by 10:30 a.m.

‘Tis the season. Pink is the official dress code, the preferred tint on cars, dogs, blouses, trash cans, pancakes and newspapers. For the next 10 days, Macon’s color wheel will be stuck on a slab of bubblegum.

The annual Cherry Blossom Festival prides itself on being the Pinkest Party on Earth. The marquee for Sunday’s parade is “It’s a Pink, Pink, Pink World.”

Even the downtown port-a-potties are coated in pink.

Only the color-blind are spared.

At the festival’s annual awards luncheon earlier this week, I was struck by how many different shades were represented.

There was soft pink, hot pink, deep pink, dusty pink, baby girl pink, Phi Mu pink, Mary Kay pink, Forest Hill fuchsia, Ocmulgee magenta and Pepto-Bismol.

The fact that there are at least two dozen competing shades of pink does not keep me awake at night. After all, you can go to a University of Georgia football game and observe twice that many splashes of red.

Besides, we don’t all want to look the same, do we? Individuality counts. Variety matters.

Still, I was curious about what is considered the “official” festival pink. Is it two cups of Yoshinos and a dash of vanilla with a bing cherry on top?

Nothing like playing a game of “Guess Hue?”

I stopped by Acme Paint and Decorating on Riverside Drive, the “official” paint store for the festival. Amy Vogt marched me back to the Glidden Paint section, where we pulled samples of every kind of pink on the big board.

There was Valentine Pink, Tickled Pink, Patina Pink, Puppy Love, Cactus Dahlia, Rose Velvet and Peppermint Candy.

I was told the “official pink’’ of the Cherry Blossom Festival is Tutti Frutti, but it has nothing to do with the song by Macon’s own Little Richard.

Acme manager Wade Williams said festival officials approached him a few years back and asked to switch to a darker pink. It was not the first time the color has changed, nor will it likely be the last.

(Wade gave me the Tutti Frutti formula, and I was tempted to add two squirts of a-wop-bom-a-loo-mop-a-lomp-bom-bom.)

I must share it. Take something called Fast Red, add Magenta and Titanium White, mix it up and give it a good shake. You might not even need a primer.

It’s the pink you will find on festival venues. If you look down at your feet, it’s the same shade the city uses on streets and parking lots.

Sterling Everett is the Macon artist commissioned to paint this year’s fine print, “Macon’s Bountiful Beauty.” He varies his pink palette and considers the traditional red-white blend too stark. “It’s not something you find in nature very often,” he said.

So he brings together specific colors, from ultramarine blue to Van Dyke brown and yellow ochre to form a grayish beige, then soothes it with a red cadmium.

Carolyn Crayton, founder of the festival, doesn’t play favorites with the shades of her dresses, coats, hats, shoes and purses in what may be the most extensive pink wardrobe on the planet.

“We love them all,” she said. “The great thing is we can wear whatever kind of pink we like. They’re all so pretty.”

She said the color of the men’s sports coats has changed at least five times in the festival’s 30 years because of the fabric, not the color chart.

Tutti Frutti may now be the preferred pink, but it is not the ONLY pink.

There won’t be any demerits for vagabond shades of amaranth and pixie dust.

Reach Gris at 744-4275 or egrisamore@macon.com.