It's that time of the year for the folk festival - that celebration of all things peaceful, organic and musical, when all the dreadlocked and barefoot ones come out to paint your face and sing your blues away.
Each year at Vancouver's Folk Festival, the sound of drumming traveling on the water ties the city together better than any of our bridges can. This year at the 30th annual festival, the sun was shining and the gods seemed to be smiling, or at least keeping last year's windstorm at bay.
Of course, the price of admission is anything but communal, yet it doesn't matter for most, who simply choose to enjoy the scene from festival's outskirts on Jericho Beach, where the vendors set up and the mandatory orgiastic drum circle assembles.
These photos were taken from this vantage point, where the rhythm and the water was just fine.
All photos copyright Heather Wallace.