The church doors are closed, the campsites all empty, the family gatherings prohibited.
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It certainly is an Easter like no other.
But if this is the nadir of disruption that has embattled and confined almost everybody's life, there is also the Easter hope that perhaps better things lie ahead.
Like passing the winter solstice, the incremental lengthening of days seems barely noticeable at first, Spring seems an eternity of months away and sunshine only a distant memory.
But even in that dark milestone is that first glimmer of inevitable rebirth, a hope to warm the soul.
Little wonder that this alone in dark frozen locales was cause for celebration and grew into one of the biggest celebrations of the modern calendar.
The much talked about flattening of the curve is just such a glimmer of hope on a long journey, even if it takes place against the tragedy of staggering death tolls overseas.
The economic and personal misery of early lockdown becomes instead, in Australia at least, a collective achievement; 56 wasteful early deaths but not the thousands the United Sates and Europe are stricken by.
Then there are the other things growing out of this crisis. The change to habits and attitudes that in themselves are cause for hope.
The coronavirus tales of goodness, of inspiring generosity, spontaneous altruism and camaraderie - even at a distance, well-thought-out schemes to make life easier for others or just something as simple as that extra smile and wave in the street.
All of this manifests a collective spirit, a common humanity grown stronger in adversity and so starkly in contrast to the the usual preeminence of self preservation and profit, that it is worth celebrating.
These are the glimmers which can see us through the darkness.