Opinion

It was a fine Saturday morning in late June where I stepped out the front door to take my minions to the park, when I looked down the road and observed an opportunity for an early morning sale.

”Last week’s column generated quite differing opinions on labelling and describing Canada’s First Peoples. The debate centres on whether one’s ethnic identity should be upfront, or drawn on only as relevant to relationship-building.

When you think of a politician as “conservative,” you don’t typically associate them with environmental conservation.

When there are two conflicting sides to a story, more often than not, the truth can be found somewhere in the middle.

I am the first one to say that I love my horses – they are part of my family. Unfortunately, interaction with one of my beloved horses has resulted in me currently being in a wheelchair and using a walker.

It was a fine Saturday morning in late June where I stepped out the front door to take my minions to the park, when I looked down the road and observed an opportunity for an early morning sale.

”Last week’s column generated quite differing opinions on labelling and describing Canada’s First Peoples. The debate centres on whether one’s ethnic identity should be upfront, or drawn on only as relevant to relationship-building.

When you think of a politician as “conservative,” you don’t typically associate them with environmental conservation.

Readers have been asking me lately what I call someone of Aboriginal identity. My usual answer? I call them Roland, Tina, Thomas, Henry, or whatever their name is.

As a photojournalist, there are a few events that stand out in my mind as ‘wow’ moments.