Today I went to Revere Beach for the annual sand sculpture festival.  It was kind of insanity.  The kites I posted and the ones I will post in an entry that will come up shortly are from there.

One sculpture in particular caught my eye:

I walked by this and I thought about a year ago and how this sort of sculpture would have been unimaginable.  I would never had thought that the marathon would have been bombed, that a criminal would cause a lock down in the city and that the city would pull together in such a way afterward.  It was nothing short of amazing.

And a word to Rolling Stone (because I know they read this) — how about putting this on your cover, or the hundreds of other ways that Bostonians pulled together after the bombing?  Instead of that stupid “glam shot” of Dzhokhar Tsarnaev?  Rock god, that’s what they went with.  Instead of actually paying tribute to the brave souls who helped Boston?

Well, anyway, that’s enough editorializing.  This blog is not my bully pulpit.  It is for photos.  And photos, there were quite a few today.  The sand sculpture festival really brings out more than sand castles.  This is real art.  No, I am not being sarcastic.

There were some amazing pieces on display today: