Yesterday it was my intention to write about the celebrated Boston Marathon as a sure sign of spring.
It is usually such a positive celebration of humanity. I've never actually attended it, but it was always there as one of Boston's best days, Patriots Day, a much loved tradition in "our fair city".
I'm sure you've heard about the bombs, the dead, the injured, the devastation. Our hearts are sad and I feel like this is just one more piece of innocence lost. I know Boston will rally, but this day will be forever tainted with the memory of what happened yesterday.
The sun is shining today, and I'm going to purposefully go out and look for signs of spring and hope.
Let's all have a good day!