I know some of you like getting these pictures as a moment of escape from whatever is in the news. Sending them out often does the same for me. But this week, that just feels wrong. I can’t not acknowledge what is going on around me, or in me. Photography is my way of expressing that.

I snapped this picture yesterday at a Black Lives Matter rally in Newton – placid, mostly white Newton – which has not seen a protest gathering of this size or intensity in the 40 plus years I’ve lived here. This is a small segment of the crowd that certainly numbered in the hundreds, and more likely the thousands.