A Homecoming

There is a sense of homecoming when returning to a folk festival, and especially the Edmonton Folk Music Festival, which is my hometown festival. The view from Gallagher Hill calms my heart as I see the last remaining traces of sunset glow on the edges of the downtown skyline. It’s small moments like having the perimeter security wishing you a happy folk fest as you walk on site, the crinkle of plastic tarps underneath your feet, familiar faces of friends, and the smell of deep-friend maple syrup smelling goodness in the air.

YEG Skyline

Of Monsters and Men beckons the surrounding crowd to rise soon after the start of their set and the audience claps in tandem with the percussive drums that echo into the night. Folk Fest has just begun.


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