When I first moved to Canada, I was surprised by the red poppy pins worn around Remembrance Day. News anchors and politicians pinned them to their lapels, as did Vancouverites of all stripes. Walking down the street, I’d see scattered red dots coming toward me and smile to myself. Initially I attended Remembrance Day ceremonies, solemn, traditional,…… Continue reading The first time I saw Remembrance Day poppies
The other day, I glanced at a billboard for Vancouver’s new “Residential Food Scraps Collection” service. Now, our yard trimmings bin can also include raw food scraps for citywide composting. The billboard listed a few examples, such as uncooked fruit and vegetable scraps, eggshells, tea bags, and coffee grounds? Coffee grounds? Shouldn’t that be coffee grinds?…… Continue reading Do you see what I see? Do you hear what I hear?
I’ve lived mostly in balmy climates, from Hawaii to California, so winter sports are quite foreign to me. Luge? Biathlon? Curling? But I’ve also made Canada my home, and I’m riveted by the 2010 Winter Olympic Games. The snowboarding and alpine skiing events blow my mind, the way they require utter fearlessness about big air…… Continue reading Olympic fever