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I have not posted much about my indoor succulent garden in quite some time as I’ve been preoccupied with a number of “events,” including my recent garden upheaval which disrupted life in my urban (NYC) garden; my efforts with my first indiegogo project; my on-going concern for the problem one of my visiting finches is having with her eye; and my new endeavor of creating comic strips based on the antics of Cam (my visiting cardinal), as well as the “sagas” of my visiting blue jays, house finches and mourning doves.
I’ve been trying to resolve format issues re these comic strips, ever since I created ones for my Beech Tree as well as for my Japanese Larch. However, I’ve yet to post the one which I created for the larch as I was quite saddened by his unexpected death.
Be that as it may, the birds which have been visiting my garden arrived soon after the death of my sweet larch, and they have been entertaining me with their antics, as evident in the number of “venues” that I’ve dedicated to each of them.
All of my visiting birds can be “seen” in many of TLLG’s cyber-space places including, Blogger, Facebook, Flickr, Pinterest and Vimeo. Now, re my visiting birds, I hope to concentrate on my comic strips; so please stay tuned here on tumblr for details re these projects, for which I’ve “dedicated” a board on Pinterest, where I have posted finished strips and works in progress.
However, all of this does not mean that I’ve neglected what grows within my indoor succulent garden or the figurines which visit it. On the contrary! For it is thriving, and full of visitors in honor of Halloween, as evidenced by the photo-ops included with today’s posting!
BTW, Halloween is less than a week from today; if you still need greeting cards, some are currently available (@ http://www.patriciayoungquist.com/Pages/store/notes_hc.html#halloBoxSet).
And a downloadable brochure re my cards, invitations, and event program covers can be found @ http://www.thelastleafgardener.com/p/brochure.html
“Waiter, there’s a bird on my head,” my pumpkin joked as he let his sense of humor take over on this most rainy day in my urban (NYC) garden, a day on which my visiting house finches — undaunted by the downpours —still came to visit.
My pumpkin’s one liner was reminiscent of my Thymus Serpyllum’s (Creeping Thyme) remark this past June! I must say everything I grow in my garden, and the birds which visit us help me keep a perspective during disappointing times such as today, October 19, 2012, the day, my campaign on indiegogo comes to an end with a thud, after nearly falling flat on its face (as in very little momentum).
However, as I said on TLLG’s FB Page today, “I’m grateful for the contributions I did receive, as well as grateful to folks who posted links to my endeavor on their FB Page and tweeted on my behalf!”
If my pumpkin can continue to laugh, with his nearly toothless grin, in the pouring rain, with a house finch on top of his head, then so can I! I’m blessed to have a garden which has provided inspiration for a number of endeavors, including ones prompted by my pumpkins, whose images have been featured on my Halloween greeting cards, which are cards that go beyond communication!
One of the pumpkins visiting my garden for the Halloween season is smiling as Megan V just donated to TLLG’s project on indiegogo. As you may know, this is a project whose mission to give voice to what lives in (and visits) my urban (NYC) garden!
At this time of year, pumpkins are part of the ambience in my garden as discussed in a number of posts on TLLG’s Blogger Pages. AND this ambience sets the scene for a number of Halloween greeting cards that I have designed which are available in the storefront pages of my web-site, Patricia Youngquist Photo-Art. These cards are truly special and go beyond communication
Meanwhile, my pumpkin and I thank Megan for her donation, and I will be adding her to my acknowledgment page on my blog right after I post this!
Yesterday afternoon whilst watering my urban (NYC) terrace garden, I discovered that my H.F. Clematis had some new growth (seen in the first image with this entry), which was a wonderful surprise, given the trauma this vine recently endured when she was put in a body bag to accommodate the repairs which were recently made to my garden!
Seeing my H.F. Clematis’s new growth prompted me to recall a quote by Albert Camus, which is “Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower,” especially because the way the vine looked in relation to his new leaves, gave the appearance that he was handing me a bouquet of leaves!
Of course, since I call myself The Last Leaf Gardener, you might surmise that I appreciate leaves, and it seems that the birds (including blue jays, cardinals, house finches and mourning doves) who visit my garden, are awestruck by leaves too — as evidenced by the other images included with today’s entry — which feature a few photo-ops of my birds staring at various leaves on what I grow in my garden! The birds as you can see are mesmerized by the leaves as they anticipate the color change which will eventually occur.
In the images I’ve included here the blue jay, baby cardinal, mama cardinal (named Cam), and baby finch, all await my ‘Tamukeyama’s’ (Japanese Red Maple) fall “fashion” show. And he will not disappoint them, as evidenced by his past color change performances that were featured in my first garden themed Virtual Story (mini movie) called The Kiwi Speaks! Fifteen Minutes of Fame … almost, which may be viewed in my Vimeo Library.
Moreover, a red house finch, a baby finch and a mourning dove that are featured in the other images here are awaiting the Kiwi Vine’s anticipated leaf color change: a color change of “awesome yellow with lovely red markings,” as he said himself, when he narrated the aforementioned Virtual Story.
The Kiwi’s narration of this particular story has led him to be chosen (cast) as a “spokes-plant” for subsequent narrations in the forthcoming sequels which I plan to produce as per my indiegogo project, a project which “gives voice to things that live in and visit my garden.”
I normally don’t harvest the herbs which I grow in my urban (NYC) garden until the second week of November, and the only reason I do it that early in the year, is because I like to package them as Thanksgiving, Chanukah and Christmas gifts, which I’ve discussed in a number of posts on TLLG’s Blogger pages, including one that you may refer to by clicking here.
Of course, sometimes I need to harvest the herbs I grow earlier, if there is a threat of a frost. However, weather conditions were not the reason for my early 2012 harvesting. A few weeks ago, I was “forced” to uproot my herbs to prepare for a major disruption in my urban garden. I had to do this because each of the types of herbs which I grow make their given homes in a number of containers in my garden, and everything, including my trees, shrubs and vines, had to be removed from my garden’s floor.
The path of least resistance in preserving my herbs was to harvest them, rather than subject them to the possibility of going into shock, in any relocation they might require during the renovation. So harvest them I did, and I hung them in my kitchen window to dry, giving my place a look which some considered to be “very french.”
The harvesting and packaging of herbs is a topic listed in the Virtual Stories (mini movies) “list” of what I plan to produce re my indiegogo Campaign, whose mission is “to give voice to what lives in (and visits) my garden.”
Additionally, the herbs I grow in my garden have been the “subject” of photo-ops to use in the greeting cards (that go beyond communication), invitations (that preserve moments in time), and event program covers (that enhance any occasion) — all of which may be viewed in the storefront pages of my web-site, Patricia Youngquist Photo-Art.
A number of the aforementioned “products” have been purchased for Thanksgiving correspondence, and since this holiday is next month, you might want to take a look at what I have to offer, or visit my Pinterest Boards as well as my Flickr Galleries, and choose an image for a commissioned work designed to meet your holiday needs.
BTW, the orange circle that has been added to the image included with this entry is related to my name tag project, another topic on the “list” of Virtual Stories to be produced re my indiegogo project.
Yesterday (September 30th 2012) was the anniversary of the premiere of the nationally televised cartoon series, The Flintstones, and the birds which visit my urban (NYC) garden had their own thoughts on how birds (and especially their beaks) were used in that animated series, and each of them prefer to use their respective beaks for noshing as you might surmise from these photo-ops!
The presence of birds in my garden is fairly new but they have certainly been entertaining me with their antics! This is evidenced in the many “stories” I’ve posted about them here on tumblr, as well as TLLG’s Blogger and Facebook “venues.” It is also evidenced in the many photo-ops I have of then on TLLG’s Board for Birds and in Virtual Stories (garden themed movies and flip books) that are in my Vimeo Library.
Moreover, they will be included in Virtual Stories and hard copy books as per my indiegogo Campaign for a project which gives voie to things that live in (and visit) my urban garden.
One of the red finches (who visits my urban – NYC - garden) even stopped noshing (well almost) to join me in thanking Michelle Fabio (@ http://on.fb.me/OvQTVj) for assisting me in inserting an “add on” to the “about section” of my indiegogo Campaign!
Cam (a cardinal that visits my urban — NYC — garden) must be spreading the word about life in my garden because a new feathered “friend” visited my garden today!
The “feathered friend” that I’m referring to is a blue jay, seen here in three poses, as he/she (I’ve yet to determine the bird’s gender) indulges in munchies that are on a small saucer which I’ve placed in the container that houses my ‘Tamukeyama’ (Japanese Maple).
Then again, perhaps the blue jay’s discovery of my garden had nothing whatsoever to do with Cam; rather this “new arrival’ may have heard about my place from my ’Tamukeyama,’ a wonderful tree who co-starred in my first garden themed virtual story (mini movie).
This virtual story is titled “The Kiwi Speaks! Fifteen Minutes of Fame … almost” and it my be viewed in my Vimeo Library.
My Kiwi Vine is the prolific (and very opinionated) narrator of the aforementioned virtual story, and at the present time he is preparing for sequels that I will be producing for my project which can be referred to on indiegogo.
For those of you who follow me on here on tumblr, Blogger or Facebook, you may recall that my urban (NYC) garden has been going through a major upheaval; and I’ve been quite concerned about the well being of the things I grow, as well as the birds (Cam, a cardinal and her entourage of house finches and mourning doves) that visit us, as evident in stories posted on Blogger, which you may refer to by clicking here and here.
In any event, this past Wednesday night, close to midnight (September 27th), I heard in my garden (or rather the area immediately surrounding it), I heard the most powerful crashing sound that I’ve ever heard; and I was a little apprehensive to go on to my terrace to see what had happened, but I could hear folks from the buildings surrounding me as they were screaming from their windows! So when the noise arose like a clatter, I sprang from my computer to see what was the matter!
That is when I learned that a tree in the courtyard two buildings east of me, the building that prompted me to create an urban hedge had fallen down landing alongside the building which is directly across from me and it almost took terraces (including mine) with it!
Fortunately some pipes broke the tree’s fall, or it surely would have crashed through the windows of the building across from me or possibly even my terrace!
I did not see or hear from Cam the following day, and I was very concerned that she or her nest had been injured! I prayed that all was well with Cam, keeping in mind that thiswas not the first time she’d flown the coop.
Thankfully, Cam’s returned today (in the pouring rain), and she brought her husband or boy toy with her, who hid in my Acer palmatum var. dissectum ‘Tamukeyama’ (Japanese Maple)’s container as pictured here. (Cam’s back is to us; her male companion can be seen — decked out in red — while a young house finch looks north (towards the back of the image) as if he’s standing guard over the lovely cardinals!
All of these birds made themselves at home in my ’Tamukeyama’s’ container, and I’m sure this little tree was honored to have them visit! For as you might recall my ’Tamukeyama’ is quite hospitable as evident when he was featured as a co-star in my first garden themed virtual story (movie), titled, The Kiwi Speaks! Fifteen Minutes of Fame … almost, and it can be viewed in my Vimeo Library.
BTW, a very small portion of the Kiwi Vine may be seen to the left of my ‘Tamukeyama’ and my Chelsea Larch is to its right. All of them are preparing for their roles in my upcoming virtual stories (movies) and virtual flip books (samples may be viewed here and here) as well as hardcover book versions, which I plan to produce as per my indiegogo Campaign; a campaign which gives voice to things which live in (and visit) my garden!
(P.S. The little copper sign seen in this image is my ‘Tamukeyama’ s name tag. It can give you a sense of the size of the birds visiting my garden.
“I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree, BUT, if you want something really divine, try resting in the boughs of a Kiwi Vine,” I heard a number of the birds who visit my urban (NYC) garden proclaim as they enjoyed the branches of my Kiwi Vine, as seen in the photo-ops included with this posting.
The birds of course were referring to Joyce Kilmer’s poem, “Trees,” a poem I have referred to on TLLG’s Blogger pages when discussing my beloved ‘Tamukeyama’ (Japanese Red Maple).
While it may be true that the birds which visit my terrace garden squabble over food, and while they all love to rest in a ‘Tamukeyama,’ (one of the trees that I have in my garden), they all agree that the beautiful and hearty branches of my Kiwi Vine provide a nice resting place.
If you follow, TLLG, then you may be familiar with my opinionated Kiwi Vine, as he was the “spokes-plant” (narrator) for my first garden themed Virtual Story (movie) that is in my Vimeo Library. It’s called, “The Kiwi Speaks! Fifteen Minutes of Fame … almost.”
My hearing the kiwi speak as he did was the impetus for me to want to give voice to things that live (and visit) gardens, which is the basis for my Campaign on indiegogo, and I’m sure that “my” kiwi vine is thrilled about “my” visiting birds appreciating his worth!
I discovered “my” visiting cardinal seen atop a table in my urban (NYC) garden yesterday, and she was running (as seen in the first image with this entry)!
I live near Central Park; and it seems this sweet bird was preparing for a race there, which takes place today, Sunday, September the 18th! It is the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure, and my cardinal was eager to support it — even by running when flying is much easier for her!
I’m not making light of breast cancer by including this photo-op of my “running” cardinal. Events to raise funds and awareness of this horrific form of cancer are awesome, and while I have been fortunate (so far) to not have breast cancer, I was born with Neurofibromatosis Type-One (NF-1). And one of the symptoms of this medical affliction is multiple growths (neurofibromas), around the breast area, which the medical community refers to as “distressing.”
Indeed, as anyone who has NF-1 knows, many things about it are “distressing,” which is a fact I have referred to in one of TLLG’s first Blogger entries, but I’ll leave my NF-1 thoughts alone for now; as to not take away from today’s aim, by the Komen Foundation to raise awareness about breast cancer on this Sunday in September!
My great aunt Elnie, the baby seen in the second image of the photographs above today’s tumblr entry, had breast cancer, and she ultimately underwent a surgical procedure of a mastectomy, which left her in deep mental and physical pain.
Elnie was my grandmother’s youngest sibling, and she is on my mind today; not only because of the race for the cure in Central Park, but she is also on my mind because today is also National Grandparents’ Day.
My grandmother can also be seen in the image (that includes Elnie) and she is standing in the back row to the right. I am my grandparents’ first grandchild — born on their wedding anniversary — and although it is often said that, “Perfect love sometimes does not come until after the first grandchild,” I am certain my grandparents radiated perfect love long before I arrived on the scene. My grandparents gave me a great appreciation for the elderly, as I have indicated in a number of my posts on TLLG’s Blogger which you may reference by clicking here as well as here and here.
Moreover, my grandmother’s siblings, particularly her sister Grace (seen standing in the back row of the image) also contributed to my appreciation of the elderly. Grace influenced how I think about communication, as discussed on TLLG’s Blogger in a number of posts, including ones you may read by clicking here and here.
To continue my grandparents’ and their siblings’ legacy, and to show my appreciation for the elderly, I have volunteered in an assisted living center for close to nine years, and, prior to this, I was a one-on-one visitor (volunteer) to the homebound.
Now, I hope, through a project I’ve launched, that I may continue the legacy of both my grandparents and great aunts by raising awareness regarding the value of the elderly community in our midst. The slogan for my endeavor is “The very old, they are miracles like the just born; close to the end is precious like close to the beginning.”
And, my project will hopefully raise this awareness, as the Komen Foundation is doing (through their race in Central park today) for their cause.
In my case, I will be raising awareness, not with a marathon, but through the “voices” of things which grow in my garden via Virtual Stories (garden themed movies) as well as “hard-copy” books. Some of the Virtual Stories may be viewed in my Vimeo Library.
If you’d like to read about my project, you may visit my pages on indiegogo, as well as former entries here on TLLG’s tumblr Pages and TLG’s Blogger Pages.
Out of the blue … on a blue flower “belonging” to a Black and Blue Salvia plant which grows in my urban (NYC) garden a lone bee was hard at work today, seemingly unaware that it’s a holiday weekend!
Where have she and her friends been feasting this year? Certainly not in my garden! In 2011 I wrote ten posts about the antics of “my” visiting bees (and featured accompanying images) on TLLG’s Blogger Pages, but have only one entry there (so far) for any bee stories in 2012!
Three months ago, to the day (June 2nd 2012), here on TLLG’s tumblr pages, I wrote about how the Thymus Serpyllum (Creeping Thyme) was “talking” about the fact that a “lone” Oxalis “shamrock” had suddenly appeared in his container, equating the experience with the ol’ “waiter there’s a fly in my soup” routine!
Since that day, my sweet Thymus Serpyllum has died, succumbing to the effects of this past summer’s horrendous heat wave as discussed on TLLG’s Blogger pages, and leaving a gaping hole in my heart, as well as in the awesome container in which it once lived; a container that is beautiful to look at but quite hard to grow something in, as you might surmise upon seeing the first image posted with this entry (a photograph which is from 2009).
“My” Thymus Serpyllum was not the first plant to make its home in this unusually shaped container. When I first got it, I grew a “purple shamrock” variety of Oxalis in it as seen in the second image with this posting (which was taken somewhere between 2005 and 2008 in my urban — New York City — terrace garden).
However, even though I winterized my garden thoroughly (for details click here), this was one of the containers I feared would crack; so I brought it inside, figuring the Oxalis would survive in my indoor succulent garden.
Unfortunately, the Oxalis did not survive the adjustment from outdoor life to indoor life, and the following growing season I planted my Thymus Serpyllum in the container, but left it outside during the winter (since my winterizing methods had proved successful for the things I grow as well as for the containers they live in)!
In any event, with my “methods of winter protection,” my Thymus Serpyllum survived a few winters and its container did not crack, but this year, it was the summer weather, that brought my Thymus Serpyllum’s life to an end; leaving, as I said at the onset of this entry, a gaping hole in my heart and in the container she lived in during her life in my garden!
During ”my” Thymus Serpyllum’s life here, she provided much inspiration for many a photo-op, including ones where she was willing to have a “mod” look “for the sake of art,” as evidenced in the third image accompanying this entry.
It was hard to see my Thymus Serpyllum die (even though Juan V consoled me by planting a Hens and Chicks succulent in what had been her home) this past summer. However, my Thymus Serpyllum did not die alone!
My Phlox subulata (Creeping Phlox), Coral Bell Heuchera, and my beloved Japanese Larch (who was the newest kid on the block in my garden, having only arrived in the spring of 2011, when she immediately reminded me of something that I’d always known, “there is no billboard as lovely as a tree”), were also casualties of the “lazy, hazy crazy” days of summer!
Having things that I grow in my garden die always leaves a hole in my heart, but nature does what she can to remind me that she has not forgotten my loss, and the “fate” of my “awesome” container’s inhabitants was no exception!
Evidently some seeds from my “purple shamrock” Oxalis were still “hidden” in the container where Juan V planted Hens and Chicks, for the Oxalis is now thriving in the container with my Hens and Chicks, as evidenced in the fourth image posted with this entry!
Life and death in a garden has taught me so much about “real life” and reinforced what I have always known (thanks to having a wonderful grandfather and grandmother) which is that “The very old, they are miracles like the just born, close to the end is precious like close to the beginning.”
The quote is from a play (“I’m Not Rappaport”) by the late Herb Gardener, and it is the slogan for a campaign I’ve launched on indiegogo, where I’m embarking on a project to raise awareness about the value of the elderly and physically challenged folks in our midst.
I will be doing this through Virtual Stories (garden themed movies) that I have been successful at creating; many of them can be viewed in my Vimeo Library.
“I feel in my heart that through the videos I create, I can combine my passions and make a difference in the quality of the lives of the elderly, particularly those who may no longer have many loved ones around them.”
“Viewing my stories, especially in groups that would encourage discussion in conjunction with accompanying books (created by me) can take them back in their own history, open up memories, exercise their minds, and allow them to connect with others on a deeply spiritual level — all sparked by my narrator, the ephemeral Kiwi Vine, who made his debut appearance in “The Kiwi Speaks! Fifteen Minutes of Fame … Almost.” (Unlike other plants that undergo rigorous winterizing methods, The Kiwi Vine thrives year round in its natural state, making it an excellent narrator for the garden.)”
“With an imaginative combination of animation, music, voiceover, and photography, as well as charming storylines, my unique videos have a broad appeal, as evidenced by my growing following on Facebook, Pinterest, flickr, tumblr and my blog, The Last Leaf Gardener. The videos are not only visually pleasing, but also offer unique insights into life in the garden and gardening.”
“I am also currently creating a series of books to accompany each video in this series, allowing users to engage in a truly interactive viewing experience.”
A couple of weeks ago, whilst I was on the way home from a much needed appointment to my retinal specialist (who monitors me carefully due to my legal blindness), my friend Victor pointed out a fruit vendor on the street who was selling quenepa (pictured in the first image accompanying this post).
Victor is familiar with this taste treat from his home country (Trinidad), and he subsequently told me that some folks know this fruit as a Spanish lime.
The vendor told us that his Jamaican friends call this fruit “genips,” while in other parts of the Caribbean they’re called “mamoncillos,” and evidently in Panama they’re called “mamones.”
However, the vendor was familiar with the idea that Victor mentioned; which was that this fruit is often called a Spanish lime, but he was quick to point out that, despite this reference, they’re not limes at all.
“Actually, they’re in the same family as lychees, which makes sense considering their similarly leathery skin. Beneath this green skin is a large seed coated in a slimy, peach colored flesh, which actually tastes a bit like a lime,” he claimed.
“The most common way of eating them is to remove the skin and suck the pulp from the seed,” he continued, then quickly added his preference: “I like to soak the peeled fruit in rum and sugar to make a drink.”
The way the vendor described that the quenepa is eaten (removing the skin and sucking out the pulp); caused me to think of the eating habits of “my” visiting cardinal, house finches, mourning doves and sparrows! All of “my” visiting birds seem to nosh in my urban (NYC) garden by “sucking” out what’s beneath the shell of a given seed and discarding the rest!
The antics of these birds are often funny, and I’ve documented some of their magical moments by creating Virtual Stories (garden movies) in the form of Virtual Flip Books. I have given them the titles, “Meet the Finches Book One,” which is “dedicated” to “my” visiting house finches, and “Words in my Beak! Book One,” which is “dedicated” to “my” visiting cardinal. Sequels are being produced for each of these, as well as “first run” stories for “my” visiting mourning doves and sparrows.
The aforementioned Virtual Stories are a part of my Vimeo Library, which includes an array of topics; however most are garden themed.
Birds are fairly new to my urban garden; however, I plan on including them in what I hope to produce for my “giving voice to what lives in (or visits) a garden” project, and I’ve launched a Campaign on indiegogo that has the details.
On this day in 1963, Martin Luther King delivered his “I Have a Dream” speech, and his words, “It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned,” have always rung true with a sting! However, in my humble opinion, America has also defaulted on “this promissory note” when it comes to how she and her citizens treat the disabled and the elderly.
I was reminded of the aforementioned quote from King’s speech upon noticing (when in my urban (NYC) garden) one of “my” visiting mourning doves and house finches “living in harmony” and respect for each others’ lives – even when it came to food (as evidenced by this image).
I know firsthand about the disabled as I am legally blind and therefore am considered a “disabled person;” but I do not consider myself “disabled,” rather I consider myself to be physically challenged; and I have discussed this on TLLG’s Blogger Pages. However, in terms of society, particularly employment, I have suffered greatly from the stigma of being labeled a disabled person.
Be that as it may, while I know firsthand about the consequences of being considered disabled, I do not know from firsthand experience (but will one day if I live long enough) about America’s defaulting on her “promissory note” in her treatment of the elderly. I know about it through my volunteer work (since 2003) that I’ve done at an assisted living center in New York City.
Since I was a child, I’ve always been sensitive to the needs of the elderly, which I attribute to my wonderful maternal grandfather and maternal grandmother, who, even though they were rather poor (economically), had a philosophy of life that one should “share and share alike.”
In high school I was very aware of an “old folks” home that reeked of urine and neglect, and I was only one of two people in my entire graduating class that considered this an issue of social injustice.
It is not surprising that years later, I would be very moved by the Herb Gardener play, I’m Not Rappaport, in which the value of the elderly was explored in a humorous and poignant way.
One of my favorite lines from the play is, “The very old, they are miracles like the just born; close to the end is precious like close to the beginning,” and, in fact, I have chosen it as a “slogan” for my indiegogo project, a project where I hope to address the value of the elderly and the physically challenged through “giving voice to what lives in a garden,” which I will do through my garden themed virtual stories (movies) and virtual flip-books. Some of these may be viewed in my Vimeo Library.
These “venues” may also be viewed for fifty-three more days (October 19, 2012) within the Media Gallery of my Campagin on indiegogo. October 19th 2012 is the last day I have to raise funds in order for me to move towards realizing my goal of producing thirteen virtual stories, based on garden-related topics (listed on my Campaign’s home page) that will have accompanying hardcover books.
I hope on this anniversary of Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech, that I will be able to move towards my dream; and, moreover, I hope that others will realize the value of the population Mr. King referred to in his speech, but also to honor and appreciate any physically challenged and elderly persons in their lives!