April 16, 2013
I just don't know what to say this morning. It's a gorgeous sunny morning here in my little part of the world. For this, I am very grateful. But for others, it's the morning after a most horrific day. Two bombs were set off not far from the finish line at the Boston Marathon.
Three people were killed, including an eight year old boy. At last count, the number of people injured was up to 176, and more are expected to filter in to area hospitals over the next day or two. Many of the injured suffered shrapnel wounds, burns, lost limbs, and ruptured eardrums. At the area hospitals, there were many surgeries, and at least ten amputations.
Store fronts were blown out, and buildings evacuated. Two more explosive devices and dismantled. A plane that landed at Boston from Philadelphia is being investigated. Also a couple of search warrants have been issued for an undisclosed address. All of the investigative agencies are working together to find out who is responsible for this attack.
Throughout this whole horrible time, the people of Boston rallied around to help all those in need of help. Be it clothing, food, showers or a place to live, people came out to help their fellow people. Today, people are turning over their photos and videos from yesterday in case there is information in them that will help the police find the person or persons responsible for the bombing.
For the life of me, I just don't know why someone would want to be setting off bombs with the intent to maim and kill people. People from all around the world come to Boston to run in the marathon. So it was not just Americans that would be targeted.
Yesterday afternoon, Joe called me to bring my camera outside to photograph a small group of turkeys who were strolling through my yard. By the time I got out there, they were already headed on to the next yard. I was only able to get photos of the one turkey who decided that it was easier to walk on the sidewalk.
While I was outside taking these photos, I heard a plane overhead, and aimed my camera skyward. It was a helicopter. No doubt, it was part of the investigative teams that were brought in because of the bombings. I was shooting into the sun, but still the photo is pretty good. You can see that the side door of the plane is open, but I cannot make out any people.
I want to thank my blogger friends for their concern about my safety. Boston is not very far from here, but I was thankfully too tired to be going anywhere. Pogo and I are quite safe, and so thankful to have such wonderfully caring friends.
Now I think I will enjoy another cup of coffee, get dressed and maybe go outdoors and enjoy this beautiful weather. Till tomorrow, Y'all have a fabulous day.
Hugs, Edna B.