normality so far away

Like everyone else, I am gripped by the drama in Boston.
Well, not like everyone else. I am a journalist and thus inclined to run towards the fire rather than away from it.
For one neighbor, the real drama today is whether her sister will live through surgery.
For the neighbor kids, it's this.

Building a teepee in the back yard

Catching tadpoles

 This is America, folks, where people have never heard of Chechnya and barely of Boston. Where dogs and kids run around town unsupervised and sometimes get hurt, often by cars or their relatives. It is a place where your own backyard is all that's important, and the rest of the world is something on TV. But today I'm in Boston.