Yesterday was the Davie Day Street Festival. Davie was closed from Burrard to Broughton and all manner of kiosks were set up to trade all kinds of wares and opinions. I wandered from end to end. There were loads of art, local one of a kind handmade bags and dresses, food stalls and the usual hawkers of scarves, peasant dresses, paraphernalia and hats. I'm not much for main stage performances at street festivals so I didn't stick around to watch.
Here's a tour of what did catch my eye:
I loved the eccentric energy of these guys from Bowen Island called the Black Sheep Morris Dancers.