by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 30, 2021
A Promise To Myself It’s lockdowns and stay-cations and heartache. My family is on the other side of the world, and friends, who were once neighbours, are scattered around the globe unable to return to the place they call home. It felt strange to...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Nov 19, 2020
My Nest Weaving Grass, bits, leaves, twigs A home in high branches Life under wing, vulnerable Yet safe Pressing Pause I’m removed from nature in our ninth floor apartment, our nest in the sky, yet as I wrote I heard chirping. I rushed to the window....
by Charity Lee Jennings | Sep 16, 2020
Open Highway Trapped! Between the busyness of life and the Covid crisis, it had been nearly a year since I’d been on open highway, leaving city life behind. With parks closed and roads closed and apartment living, for months I felt trapped. My walks by the...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Jul 13, 2020
One Who Gives It wasn’t until I started painting the flowers that my mind turned to the fragility of life. I knew I needed to grieve. I’d been trying but being so far from family I couldn’t get to that place. But now, as I pushed my brush against the canvas to...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Apr 18, 2020
A Covid-19 Creation Birds & Bare Branches Looking out the window we saw birds dancing over bare branches and our conversation turned to Brian’s grandpa and his love for birds and flowers. As a child, Brian explored his grandpa’s backyard garden with wonder....
