Life seems to have returned to normal here out on The Edge. Stores, restaurants and pubs along with theatres are open. Downtown is brisk with shoppers and walkers, new restaurants have opened along with beer gardens and art galleries.
A ship is anchored in the harbour with 11 cases of Covid aboard (at last count) and one case was boated off to hospital. The ship is in quarantine.
Any new cases on the island have been identified and isolated so there is no community transmission.
I realize we are all leaning on the trust of our fellow humans.
Grandgirl and partner arrived here safely and were interrogated thoroughly at the Newfoundland border. Which is a relief. They are now in quarantine. I saw them at a distance yesterday when I was dropping off some supplies. The desire to hug was so strong it brought tears to my eyes. But we didn't. I have now more relatives on this island than I ever dreamed possible.
I took this picture on Signal Hill the other evening. A slight fog. You can barely make out the ships in the harbour.
This gave me pause:
And this made me laugh so hard.