Happy Birthday, dearest Martin! It is your day, and so too, the day all who love you celebrate the gift of you. I'm beyond grateful to count myself amongst them. There aren't words enough for all my wishes for you, dear man. There simply aren't. Instead, a simple, humble little gift, a small image, but one which speaks from the heart, and whose representations I know you'll understand so well, little gifts of nature, but also, gifts of life itself: the beauty and solidity of firm rooting, the hues of warmth, and the verdant greens of abundance and eternal growth. May this day, and every one of your days ahead in this life, be filled to the brim with these "things" which are not things at all, Martin. May you grow roots long and deep, while your beautiful spirit always reaches for the sky and beyond! :)