All the marathon runners (signified by the red plastic bags they are carrying) were convening at Park Street this morning doing the things that runners do before a race: shiver, use the porta-potty, and board a bus to the start line.
They looked excited, tired, and cold all at the same time. I walked through the crowds, past many more runners on their way to Park Street, and through the public garden on my usual path the work. I almost walked right into two bird watchers who were busy looking UP in the binoculars and not looking at where they were on the path. It seemed like they were spotting something fun, I hope it works out for them!
I start this day, thinking good thoughts for the marathoners!
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