By Matthew Blackett
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At the crossroads
The sum of Toronto's intersections is one giant intersection. We know that the Huron people portentously called this patch of land "the meeting...
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A-salting the Earth
It's almost impossible to make plans with my dad in the winter. His rural sensibilities dictate that as soon as the first snowflake of the season...
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Hurricane Hazel leaves her mark
When Hurricane Hazel reached Toronto on October 15, 1954, residents of the Humber River Valley were hardest hit. Many of them lived in newly minted...
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History repeats itself
We're all too aware of the misuse of our waterfront — and of the many, many unrealised plans to re-imagine it as a green, public, and natural...
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Traffic lights: Organizing chaos
We all remember those days before the turn of the millennium when the Y2K bug was expected to wreak havoc on our world. We imagined chaos overtaking us as...
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Toronto’s other underground scene
The thought of sewers and storm drains tends to bring to mind dark, damp places that provide necessary functions we're grateful for, but would rather...
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Following Sackville’s ghosts
Sackville Street begins at a chain-link dead end, and it’s downhill from there. All of Cabbagetown’s northern edge is pressed up against St...
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Staged: Music and theatre at water’s edge
Spending a summer evening at Toronto's Harbourfront Centre watching a cultural festival doesn't at first seem to have much to do with going to the...
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Fountaineering: making a public splash
While broadly admired, those moist, kinetic sculptures we know as fountains are, to most, part of a static urban interaction that begins and ends at the...
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The challenges faced by ravines
Our ravines define Toronto and make it unique. They're our equivalent to the canals of Venice, the hills of San Francisco, and the grand avenues of...