A Season in Quarantine - Day Eighty One

I dodged out between the rain drops to post some letters. The traffic on the main road is busier than it has been in months. People going places, doing things as the lockdown begins to lift.

 The models in the village dress shop have been redressed, possibly in anticipation of the shop's re-opening? I don't know

This is the peony field now the peonies are done.

The wagtail seemed unconcerned by the increased human activity