Early last week, I accompanied my spouse on his morning bicycle commute to the hospital. I do this every once in a while, when he’s working on a weekend or I have the day off. It’s pleasant to ride together, and to start the day off with fresh air, exercise, and bike chat.
This ride, though nominally the same as always, felt different. There weren’t any school buses, or kids walking with their bright orange flags. Car traffic was light. Stores and restaurants were closed, or crowded with people stocking up on supplies. The birds were louder (or seemed like it, without the constant droning of automobiles).
I hope all of you who can do so are staying home, and I thank those of you who have to be at work.