Opinion

By Rev. Judith Laxer

The year grows. The third month marches in and flowers begin to bloom in the northwest garden. Primrose and Crocus boast the first welcome colors in the landscape. Lenten Rose hangs delicately from her yellow green…MORE

I was fishing with my brother Russell in the Columbia River Slough one summer day in 1928. I was eight, he was ten.

The murky, slow moving river had lots of crappies, perch, catfish, carp and chubs and hundreds of logs next to a shingle…MORE

Right on the heels of Hollywood’s Golden Globes and Oscars came Burien’s awards season.

Discover Burien and the city of Burien used to jointly give out annual awards but now they present dueling honors.

The Highline Times presents…MORE

By Kyra-lin Hom

To continue from last week, though I had a lot of fun, I sadly never got to meet Gillian Anderson at Emerald City Comicon. You know those 6-inch heels I mentioned before? Well, those had something to do with it. Turns out I…MORE

By Corbin Lewars

This past weekend I took my first fiction writing class in over twenty years. It happened to fall on the same weekend as my birthday, which I viewed as an auspicious way to kick off my forty-third year. After years of…MORE

“Didn’t you tell them we didn’t have a fireplace damper?” Martin asked me afterwards. “They didn’t ask,” I claimed. When scheduling the energy audit with Sustainable Works there was discussion about cleaning the fireplace beforehand because of a…MORE

(Editor’s Note: Scott Anthony is substituting for Jerry Robinson this week.)

Is it me or are people on the road becoming more aggressive all the time?

Maybe it's full moon syndrome or spring fever. Tax time is nearing and that tends…MORE

For some years the image of losing him flashed across my mind. How would I handle his death. Would a hawk swoop down and grab him out of the yard. Would he fight a raccoon under the deck? Would the vet tell me his quality of life was so impaired…MORE

By Marjorie Young

Years ago, I had a simple but unforgettable experience while visiting family in San Francisco. Out for a walk, I spotted a neighbor with his dog…a large, very beautiful black poodle. Admiring it, I all at once observed it…MORE

The Sunday breakfast menu sounds simple. The pancakes are from a mix. Orange juice will be purchased, not hand-squeezed, the egg casseroles baked in advance. But it’s not the menu that’s matters. It’s the ingredients. Teenagers and neighbors who…MORE