The Necropolis Cemetery is a favoured birding patch. I go there often seeking any flying visitors and to visit the…
Cedarvale Ravine: A Walk in Black and White
It used to be called ‘Little Jamaica.’ I remember when the streets throbbed with reggae spilling from the record stores.…
Oakville: A Bike Ride With Black History
I stopped in front of the Turner Chapel on the first bike ride to Oakville. It was half way on…
Why Toronto Needs an Indigenous Museum
It’s time for an Indigenous museum in Toronto. It would be a fitting cornerstone of Canada’s 160th birthday celebrations. As…
Walking With: Winnie and Nelson Mandela
Winnie Mandela was my hero. She was the face of the African National Congress, when Nelson was just a shadowy…
Take 5: City Walks and their Stories
There are many reasons to go for a walk through the city – it is chance to clear the head,…
Disturbing the Roots of Tree Planting
Some 50 volunteers gathered in the ravine to plant trees. They bunched up in little knots, comfortably chatting and posing…
Finding Taddle Creek
Do ghosts prefer rum, beer or whiskey? Floating through the Distillery District, I searched for the remnants of Taddle Creek…
Drug Dealers and Chimney Swifts
There are many drug dealers in my neighbourhood – at least four on every block. They don’t hang out on…
Nature Songs and City Sounds
Nature and the city each have their own soundscape. On this walk I wanted to explore how sound shaped the…
