Another year, another festival.
Over the years, the Winnipeg Folk Festival has become a point of confluence for the people in my circles. Despite life having taken us in so many directions – detours rooting from children, careers, and the plethora of other catalysts for change – we always come back together for this one weekend every year. We return not just the location, but a safe place for expression, creativity, and being. With all that’s going on in the world, cultivating…
Another year, another Winnipeg Folk Festival. Here is a smattering of moments from a long weekend full of experiences and memories – one digital postcard chosen to represent each day.…
(continued from Part 3: Desert)
There is a place where you can wander a forest full of giant trees. Isolated in a spot of high elevation between two deserts, these trees are left alone to grow, and grow, and grow. Taller than 26 storey buildings, wider than some roads, and with 2500+ years of life experience under their bark…these trees are humbling. Every once in a while I stumble upon a place that is so surreal it feels as if I am dreaming, and the giant sequoia…