I walked across to Salsbury Park at lunchtime, sat on a bench in the sun for a while, fed peanuts to some crows. There was just one other person in the park and she stayed on the opposite side to where my bench sits. The squirrels were napping. It was quiet, deserted, peaceful, and decidedly odd with no children playing.
After about ten minutes, I strolled back and noticed that the neighbouring townhouse complex is having its monthly landscaping work done today. I find it hard to believe that having someone else come cut your lawn, trim your bushes, water your plants, etc. etc., is an essential service.
The days seem to get quieter.