My four-year-old niece asked Santa Claus for lights this year. “For the bushes.” And so when the family car pulled up to their house after Christmas Eve dinner the shrubbery was all a-glow. And so…

Dear Santa, I know I haven’t written since I was a kid, and when it comes to wants, I’m pretty much good. Unlike a lot of my neighbours who rent homes that are slated for demolition in the coming…

It’s not too late to say, Nay! I will not be coerced into this coming two-week commercial frenzy. I will steer my little ship into calmer waters!   Instead of joining the throngs of harried…

It’s getting close to a decade since I packed it all in : my needles and wool, my sewing machine and fabrics, my mid-level-management career. There was more to explore. I’ve been mixing it up with a…

The war in the woods is heating up again. Except it’s not the people against forestry giants MacMillan-Bloedel or Fletcher Challenge; on this day it’s Kinder Morgan.

Here’s a plan: Meet up with a friend after work downtown for a drink, then go check out the latest exhibit at the Vancouver Art Gallery. That works just fine — if your workday ends at 3 p.m.

I’ve been giving Instagram a lot of thought. And I’ve concluded that I’m exhausted.

In the next month you’re likely going to end up stuck at some fatuous seasonal gathering, wondering how soon you can bolt without appearing rude so you can go home and change into your antisocial…

What do you do when one of your closest friends is in the hospital with complications and the weather outside is the perfect visual for seasonal depression? You make! And so I devote this column to…

It was a day of horror that has changed the climate at the centre of the Canadian hive forever. And it took an artist to channel our collective grief.