Opinion

If I were to take a can of paint and start painting trees in the district parks, I would probably be stopped and charged with vandalism, mischief, damage to public property, or, if the feds got interested, some form of eco-terrorism.

I went to the Eagle Run dike this morning for a walk and was delighted to find it had recently been resurfaced with fine gravel. This made walking easier and meant I could look up, rather than at my feet.

It took the District of Squamish many years of hard work to become a designated “Bear Smart “ community, but it only took a few months to become “Bear Stupid,” thanks to the new food scrap recycling program that was started a while ago.

We aren’t even into the holiday month and I am already grumpy about Christmas.

Every year, we as Canadians donate to pick up little red poppies to put on our lapels and honour our veterans – but the sentiment seems to drop as soon as Nov. 11 passes and the plastic poppies end up in the trash cans.

This past week I had the pleasure of meeting with the mayors of Cranbrook, Kimberly and Sparwood. The reason for these discussions had nothing to do with politics.

I did a little math on the info from letter “Woodfibre LNG will create hundreds of jobs” (Oct.

More than a few local residents wake up every morning wondering whether we’re heading to heaven on the wings of angel investors, or in the opposite direction to the sweltering precincts of Beelzebub’s subterranean stronghold.

It really comes as no surprise that the provincial government has rubber-stamped the Environmental Assessment (EA) for Woodfibre LNG. This is one of their pet projects, and the B.C.

I left my ancestral home of Vancouver in my mid-twenties, responding to the call of the mountains. The nature of the work I was doing, while relatively lucrative, suggested to me that I would be spending the rest of my life “working for the weekend.