The Way I See It

By: Daniela Ginta

Daniela Ginta is a mother, scientist, writer and blogger. She can be reached at [email protected], or through her blog

In defense of spring and wildflowers

May 8, 2017 - 6:50am

In defense of spring and wildflowers

By Daniela Ginta

It is finally here. The warmth we’ve all been looking forward to after a long-drawn winter. Hills are dressed in emerald green, and peppered with abundant bunches of arrowleaf balsamroot flowers. More wildflowers emerge every day. It’s the kind of show you can find yourself a perpetual awed spectator to, dizzy with wonder and surprise. Delicate shooting stars, deep blue larkspur looking like tiny wizard hats, buttercups, the omnipresent but nonetheless beautiful dandelion, and so many others I have yet to identify.

Why everyone's vote is vital

May 1, 2017 - 5:00am

KAMLOOPS — Our days are rife with politics. News, campaign bites, signs abounding. Provincial elections coming up! Wednesday night found me listening to Elizabeth May at the Double Tree Hilton hotel downtown. No matter your colours, politically speaking, an admirable and inspiring presence like Ms. May’s transcends all of that. She has a straight backbone and accountability. We need more politicians like her to help restore people’s trust that things can turn out better after all. 

Why we need to celebrate each day before and after Earth Day

April 24, 2017 - 5:00am

There is an interesting realization that sneaks up on you once you spend enough time in nature to be humbled by it: that you know squat about it, other than the very basics, if that, unless you dedicate time to learn about it. It is mindboggling to think that for the most part, our awareness of the living world is minimal. That hinders much of our chance to succeed at saving ourselves.  

A basketful of Easter memories

April 17, 2017 - 12:05am Updated: April 17, 2017 - 4:47pm

I must’ve been 10 or so when I got that orange plaid dress for Easter. It had delicate lace around the pockets and a set of nice white buttons down the front. It had spring written all over it. The sun seemed to shine a tad brighter when I stepped outside wearing it.

Why BC forests need a Lorax or two

April 10, 2017 - 5:00am

It was on a very rainy early day of spring that, being half-way through the book beautifully titled ‘The Hidden Life of Trees’ by Peter Wohlleben (Greystone Books, 2016), I sank into that state of loving what I was reading, being intrigued by what I was learning, and at the same time feeling saddened by what is revealed if you are to take a peek at the way trees are cared for in our province. 

It’s time we decriminalize political discourse

April 3, 2017 - 5:00am

KAMLOOPS — If I had a dollar for every time I was part of a conversation that had people purposefully steer away from subjects such as politics… well, you get the idea. It’d be a good chunk of money.

I know conversations that venture into politics can turn contentious, but that’s the nature of the beast. It doesn’t have to be all ugly though. Like with everything else, there is a learning curve that eventually can help us get to the place where we can engage in healthy dialogue that does not turn friends into enemies.

One man’s garbage (in a park), is everyone’s garbage

March 20, 2017 - 5:00am

A while ago I brought up the high density of dog poo I see everyday during the walks with my pup through Peterson Creek. We had a few more dumps of snow since, and the winter’s magic act of covering the said mounds offered temporary visual tranquility. 

As of a few days ago, snow has melted, save for a few patches here and there, and a couple of trails still hiding under snow and ice on those parts where the sun doesn’t reach much. The melt came fast and there is but one word to sum up the aftermath: muck! Loads of it. 

A tribute to life and gratefulness, and to making the most of each day

March 13, 2017 - 5:00am

It was almost tangible, the first breath of spring. Almost. Yet Friday morning arrived dressed in a white coat draped over the thick one from the day before. Still winter then. Grumbling ensued. We’ve all had enough of shoveling, enough slipping, and wiping out. I miss warmth and sunny green days too, but over the years, through ups and downs, I’ve learned this one thing: make the most of the day you have. Snowy or not, it only comes once. 

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