a matter of chance


I was photographing Wall Street yesterday as the two bombs erupted at the finish line of the Boston Marathon on Boylston street. While many were getting injured I was calmly analyzing light patterns shining through buildings and coming out with an idea. A bit serendipitous since my dad was supposed to come from Italy and run the marathon and I was to run the second half with him, according to our December’s plans. But, not, he got injured last minute. So, in the end, yesterday, when the 250 thousand plus runners were stretching to the 26 mile mark, the hard and unforgiving 26th mile of torture, I was here in NYC, enjoying the sun shining and photographing away in Wall Street and my dad was in Rome sleeping. In any case, the time we would have crossed the finish line or at least we crossed it last time during the New York City Marathon in 2011, was 4:23:24 minutes, a whole 11 minutes later than then when the two explosions took place, still…
My heartfelt prayers go to the departed and injured runners and marathon spectators *(the heart of the race) and their families for the horror they had to go through in these past few hours. Also, although justice should prevail, let’s hope it will be served with a peaceful ending


2 thoughts on “a matter of chance

  1. Jill says:

    Much more peaceful and calming shots than Boston’s………

  2. I guess that is what I was “subconsciously” going for, Jill. Thanks for reading me always!

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