98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well known fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living instead off his monthly state pension of 80 euros.
I feel like I’ve failed you, like I’m not a whole person. I know that you were scared, but you seemed to like the idea of me being pregnant. You were always touching my stomach, always making sure I was comfortable and okay. I don’t like this feeling.
I will continue to love you and our baby. I promise I will not smoke or drink or eat sushi. We will move away from this place into a place of our own. A one bedroom where I will cover the walls in stars and twinkle lights and our baby will sleep in a basket filled with soft things. We will work, even when it’s hard. We will give you as much happiness as we can if you could give us the same. I might ask you for huge favors, like Butterfinger ice cream at 2 am or pick me up from work at midnight when you have to be at work at 7, but it’ll be worth it.
If I’m not pregnant:
I will continue to love you and hope for the best. I’ll want to downward spiral, keep myself locked up because that’s what I do when I get bad news, but try not to. We could stay here, where the stars glow on the ceiling and the walls are covered in posters and I’ll continue to keep my stuffed animals in baskets everywhere. I’ll try to stay calm, even though it will be hard. I will continue to make you happy if you do the same for me. I might ask you for small favors: hold my hand or hold me when I cry, but you are worth everything to me.
Seattle’s vision of an urban food oasis is going forward. A seven-acre plot of land in the city’s Beacon Hill neighborhood will be planted with hundreds of different kinds of edibles: walnut and chestnut trees; blueberry and raspberry bushes; fruit trees, including apples and pears; exotics like pineapple, yuzu citrus, guava, persimmons, honeyberries, and lingonberries; herbs; and more. All will be available for public plucking to anyone who wanders into the city’s first food forest.
“This is totally innovative, and has never been done before in a public park,” Margarett Harrison, lead landscape architect for the Beacon Food Forest project, tells TakePart. Harrison is working on construction and permit drawings now and expects to break ground this summer.
The concept of a food forest certainly pushes the envelope on urban agriculture and is grounded in the concept of permaculture, which means it will be perennial and self-sustaining, like a forest is in the wild. Not only is this forest Seattle’s first large-scale permaculture project, but it’s also believed to be the first of its kind in the nation.