Winnipeg Folk Festival / by Greg Gallinger

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I'm a little embarrassed to admit that this year was my first attending the the Winnipeg Folk Festival. For whatever reason (usually because I can never get the time off work) I've never been able to make the short trek up to Birds Hill. This year I managed to squeeze in the nights between work days.

I fell in love with the landscape of Birds Hill, its aspen oak parklands and prairie grass fields, the colourful sunsets, and the mystically dark forest paths.

The people are numerous and eccentric. High on a combination of intoxicants and/or enthusiasm they spend five days tramping about the campgrounds and fields, dancing to music of their own and others creation.

Parents, kids, teenagers, 20 somethings, it has a broader appeal to all ages than most music festivals I've ever attended.

I had a great time walking around with my camera, looking for meaningful moments in the madness that occurred around me.

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