by Charity Lee Jennings | Apr 6, 2017
My son ran ahead, the red dirt of the road under his Thomas the Train runners, the sun reflecting off his white-blonde hair. I smiled, blissfully unaware of the danger ahead. We had found a dirt road, nearly deserted, and finally escaped the watching eyes of new...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Mar 29, 2017
I peddled my bike through quiet streets and got alone with the rush of the river, or the whisper of the lake. And I somehow thought I would always be there, though I dreamt of the world beyond. Now, years later, rushing by me are seas of people. I feel the void today...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Mar 23, 2017
After we returned to our city of millions, where nature has been hacked away and replaced by fields of high-rises, I pulled out my paints and brought back the beauty, the peace, of Penang. Here’s my painting. Click the image to see it full screen. Did you see Ocean...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Mar 17, 2017
Have you read Route 101? I already miss Penang: a place to explore, a place to rest.
by Charity Lee Jennings | Mar 9, 2017
Palms reach toward high-rises that hide the view of the sea. Flora sprawls across lawns and creeps between houses – their backdrop: hills of uninhabited jungle. All is new and invigorating. I approach the first bus stop. A man lounges on the bench in island fashion. I...
