Community in Lockdown
Street empty of people and cars on a gorgeous Spring evening. Seven thirty pm a month into the first COVID-19 lockdown in Scotland, which had been extended to May 7th the week before this was taken.
Daily exercise limited, contact with friends and families restricted. Working from home was new, unique and, for a while, seemed a good idea. Clapping and rattling pots and pans for the NHS and daily bulletins showing the rising cases and recorded deaths. All feels nightmareishly surreal looking back now, five years later.
It feels like we've plenty of other things for our local and global community to be concerned about now. Or, we can just keep the blinkers and noise cancelling headphones on, enjoy the sunrises and sunsets and be thankful to take in as many of them as we possibly can.
Community in Lockdown
Street empty of people and cars on a gorgeous Spring evening. Seven thirty pm a month into the first COVID-19 lockdown in Scotland, which had been extended to May 7th the week before this was taken.
Daily exercise limited, contact with friends and families restricted. Working from home was new, unique and, for a while, seemed a good idea. Clapping and rattling pots and pans for the NHS and daily bulletins showing the rising cases and recorded deaths. All feels nightmareishly surreal looking back now, five years later.
It feels like we've plenty of other things for our local and global community to be concerned about now. Or, we can just keep the blinkers and noise cancelling headphones on, enjoy the sunrises and sunsets and be thankful to take in as many of them as we possibly can.