I almost forgot to post these, but I can't let a stunning lakeside sunset go undocumented. Such a peaceful, majestic experience.

Whenever my friends and I gather, we always feast like kings and queens. It's one of my favourite things about us.

And yes, those are eggs in a muffin tin. You can cook them on the bbq that way... who knew?!

Swinging our feet in the water, trying to push each other off, swimming contests, snuggling in the sun, reading books, playing marco pollo, and eating watermelon...

*I need to give Mike full credit for that amazing first photo!

Friday night, Mike and I packed up our bags and drove to our friend's cabin in the Whiteshell. Last time we were there, the lake was just beginning to unthaw and so this was a completely different experience. While we were waiting for some of our friends to arrive, we couldn't help but pop down to the dock and enjoy the setting sun.

While at Folk Fest, we ran into all sorts of people we knew. It was great to see some, awkward to see others...you know how it is.

As I culled through our thousands* of photos from Folk fest, I felt like I was running into people all over again.Those legs in cowboy boots... well they belong to a girl I went to high school with. And that girl with dreads? Haven't seen her since junior high, but there she was in a photo. One time I was taking a picture of a cute little girl and it wasn't until after I took it that I realized she was a student that I had taught this spring! Felt a bit like a creep, haha!


*Mike, in an attempt to find some shade, would sometimes pose as a volunteer photographer. He'd crouch at the front of the stage (prime shady location) and take photos. No one was the wiser, but it meant that we came home with a crazy amount of stage photos!

Well, it took me a lot longer than anticipated to get these Folk Fest photos up. But here they are!

It was my first time at Folk Fest, but Mike is an old veteran. A bunch of us volunteered, which meant we were fed absolutely delicious meals, camped at a reduced rate, used the backstage road to get into the festival (ooh!), and didn't have to pay for a festival pass. It's a pretty sweet deal!

Folk Fest is a dreamy, magical place. People don't wear shoes very often, there's always someone dancing (more of that in the next post), and pretty music abounds. But to add a bit of realism, it was also scorching hot, I was sometimes a bit cranky, it was difficult to find shade, and the days were looong. Still... it was a fantastic experience!

Mike and I just came back from five whirlwind days at Folk Fest. I have (of course) lots of photos to share from that, but I wanted to post these first. 

Six of us decided to camp together at Folk Fest, so we met a few days beforehand to plan. The planning meeting turned into a delicious front yard barbecue and fire. In the end, not much planning was done, but great conversation and food ensued.