Three things I remember from the American pandemic skies.

National Guard choppers overhead near constantly in March during the first days of Lockdown. In June Police choppers shining lights onto the streets, and into windows,...mine too, during the rebellions against murders by Police.  Empty streets busy skies. Now in late August the sound of commercial jets screaming above fouling the skies on the opening of the airports.

Elsewhere I imagine the sky is full of sun rain, and winds.