A lot of leafy promises were made this past decade. Declarations were signed. Celebratory headlines were written. The world’s chainsaws, you could be forgiven for presuming, were going to let up in unison by 2020 when hundreds of deforestation-free pledges would finally kick in. Continue Reading… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

We e in contact with them every day of our lives. Wedged into wallets, they chronicle the highs and lows of our retail therapy, our mid-afternoon mocha binges and the daily tab for being human in a consumer economy. Turns out mon thermal receipts also deliver a dose of estrogen-mimicking chemicals, which is thrusting the… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

Remember the sea turtle with a straw fused up its nose? The viral image that broke your heart and made you swear off straws? There’s more. On February 4, the UK’s RSPCA?released the latest round of disturbing photos of wildlife – maimed seals, ducks, deer, even cats – ensnared in plastic bags, bottles and other… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

At a bustling restaurant in downtown Toronto, rumour has it Silicon Valley’s hottest innovation is here somewhere. Not the latest smartphone wedged to a diner’s ear two tables over, but a heaving burger, served up with pickles and special sauce, according the specials board. So, what does this burger do that makes Bill Gates and… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

In a riot of clamouring bottles and backfiring brakes, a week’s worth of your trash gets trucked off to be recycled. It’s all very forting to those of us who brag that we recycle everything – unless, like half the planet, your town was selling your discards to China. After years of buying over 50… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

By all historical accounts, I should really be a grocer. Both my dad’s dad and my mom’s maternal grandparents owned grocery stores in Montreal back in the day. One in the French Canadian neighbourhood of Rosemont, one a Greek import “emporium”, as my aunt Babs proudly calls it, on lower St. Laurent. That was before… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

You may have noticed my Ecoholic feed has been a little sleepy over the summer. Well, after 15 amazing?years of writing for NOW Magazine every week, including 13 years of doing the Ecoholic column, I took the summer mostly off to reboot, play, meditate in the mountains of Guatemala, free my dad’s ashes in the… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

Six months into Donald Trump’s dizzying presidency, Naomi Klein’s back with a new book to shed some light on the real shell game at work. I chat with her about Trump, Trudeau and the fate of the planet – and why the world needs utopic thinking more than ever. ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸

Bursting buds, sweetly singing birds. After a long, dark winter, this is when we’re all supposed to stop, take a deep breath and smell the roses…or the magnolias, since the roses aren’t technically in bloom yet. Thing is, it’s really difficult to smell the subtle?scent of magnolia trees while sprinting full speed to catch a… ◂ReadPreviousNext Post▸