Opinion

In 1992, I was asked if I would consider doing a mural for Stanton Territorial Hospital.

My wife Jean’s friend was telling her that when she goes to visit Elders, most people in the house are in the bedrooms on their phones or other devices, including the Elders and little kids. Not cool.

Well, some of the flowers are at the end of their seasons and have gone to producing seeds. As a kid my father’s hobby was gardening and one of my chores was to collect seeds from a variety of plants.

As we look toward another harsh winter in the North, the housing crisis continues to cast a shadow over our communities.

Every year when forest fire season starts, the Deep Purple song “Smoke on the water” fire in the sky, plays in my head. It’s a great song with a great story.

The Northern Indigenous Counselling 2 (NIC2) program is now being delivered in Yellowknife. All right! I don’t know about you, but I like sitting in a class with my classmates better than being home alone and seeing their faces on my computer.

Well, I see the rose hips, which are sometimes called itchy bums, are turning some amazing shades of orange and red. You know what that means? It will soon be berry picking time.