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6 October 2025 – We are up & off the Sea to Sky Highway, just beyond Squamish, toes to rivulets of the Cheakamus River. The salmon run season has begun and — if we’re lucky &#…| WALKING WOMAN
18 October 2025 – A wonderful bit of British slang: the verb “to grizzle.” It describes the act of complaining or whining, at a low decibel level, but continuing on and on and forever-bloody-on. Which makes it such a lovely companion, in more than rhyme scheme, for the verb “to drizzle.” It describes the act […]| WALKING WOMAN
13 October 2025 – It is a sodden day. Sodden skies. Sodden streets. Sodden umbrellas over human heads. Sodden feathers atop that pigeon. A dispirited context, in other words. All the more reason to enjoy the flamingos. Which, even though shocking pink… are “green.” One less car! (Only later, looking more closely at the decal, […]| WALKING WOMAN
10 October 2025 – Given this is a simple post about a simple walk on a route we have walked before, you and I, it does seem excessive to lead with a philosophic tussle about the nature of “change.” But tussle we shall. Precisely because , for me anyway, same-old and change are a package […]| WALKING WOMAN
6 October 2025 – We are up & off the Sea to Sky Highway, just beyond Squamish, toes to rivulets of the Cheakamus River. The salmon run season has begun and — if we’re lucky &#…| WALKING WOMAN
2 October 2025 – I’m over at St. George & East 6th, hunkered down for the view south along this stretch of the St. George Rainway. Then I pay serious attention to the map — to the lost small-c creek and to the lost big-c False Creek as well, lost when (1915 onward) they filled […]| WALKING WOMAN
26 September 2025 – Not for the first time. and especially not for the first time in fall, I stop at the W 41st & Oak Street entrance to the VanDusen Botanical Garden, and wriggle happily at the colour contrasts. Citrus yellows! Deep furry greens! Deep glossy greens! And, while I’m wriggling, how about the […]| WALKING WOMAN
19 September 2025 – You come back home with fresh eyes for your own city. I wake up yesterday and, just before 7 a.m., stare awe-struck at the grandeur of clouds drifting above and among the …| WALKING WOMAN
14 September – And then, from morning to afternoon, I leave Toronto and land in Vancouver. Here I am, looking through slight drizzle to the mountains, with one last love-letter I want to offer “T.O.” (Tee-Oh, Toronto.) My T.O., that is, nobody else’s — my own mix of memory and re-discovery, blind to what others […]| WALKING WOMAN
12 September 2025 – More old + new, here in Toronto. The joy of time with old friends and familiar places, but also the joy of discovery. For example, Biidaasige Park — some 40 hectares once complete, down at the mouth of the Don River and part of an even larger overall program to re-gentle, […]| WALKING WOMAN
7 September – Continuing my new, but very happy, Winnipeg tradition, I go walkabouts on departure morning. Once again, art comes my way as a result. I cross the Red River to neighbouring St-Boniface and, just as I’m completing a loop through the neighbourhood, I find myself pulled into a parkette. By this. It is […]| WALKING WOMAN
29-31 August 2025 – You’ve had the tease, and my friend Larry correctly guessed: I was about to start an epic VIA Rail adventure. Another friend Blane plaintively asked, “Why not …| WALKING WOMAN
10 August 2025 – Seven moments, over the past few days, that snagged my attention. If these images snag you as well, I’m glad, and thank you. But here’s the rabbit hole: what now …| WALKING WOMAN
5 July 2025 – Not a theme even remotely in mind yesterday, when all this began. But then came today. Yesterday I am increasingly grumpy as I stomp down some farther-south blocks of Quebec Str…| WALKING WOMAN
4 July 2024 – I am again approaching False Creek. Again. Yet again. For the umpty-third time. Even so, I expect not to be bored. I am reassured by the wisdom of Heraclitus and, some 700 or so…| WALKING WOMAN
