Brown Motion

An old play about racial segregation was titled thusly.  But mine are merely soporific thoughts on what we are all raising, in whatever climate exists around us. In my case we (with the better than better half) are raising a child.  A daughter.  Of whom we are proud.  Actually I sometimes have a sneaking suspicion that she is raising herself just fine and we are merely witness to this phenomenon.  We are merely providing some nourishment.  She has a good head on her shoulders that one.  That this raising is largely done under an azure California sky is fortunate.  Apart from some allergy attacks that is.  Cannot have it all. So back to the subject of raising.  Much attention in national media these days is on concepts like Tiger Mom and scholastic acheivements and state of our schools and on and on.  While providing children with modern day tools and skills (languages including SQL; stamina from swimming; music appreciation...