Brown paper packages .

“Raindrops on Roses and whiskers on kittens,brown paper packages tied up with string these are a few of my favourite things” .

I woke this morning to Springtime and the dawn chorus .I love those gentle moments between sleeping and waking when your thoughts meander into that promise of a new day.

Earlier this week we had received this set of simple questions from Soldotna Alaska via e mail.

What is your favourite beverage, snack , book or book genre, dinner out ,breakfast ,colour, thing to do on a sunny day ,thing to do on a rainy day and fragrance ? In my wandering I considered the fun Keith and I had over breakfast the previous day responding to this interest in our favourite things and we looked forward to receiving Jan and Stan’s answers too.

We live in a time that potentially can create lots of brown paper packages tied up in string ? We think about what to consume next ? What lifestyle to choose and pursue ? How to blame and place responsibility outside ourselves ? How the 24/7 media comment can shape our attitudes ? What of fame and celebrity once we have created an image ? So busily preoccupied the contents of these brown paper packages beneath our feet may never be shared. Until of course prompted by the genuine trusted interest of friends and family we are teased to pull the string and show who we uniquely.

Keith and I are surrounded by others with whom we can share our brown paper packages (warts and all) ,family ,neighbours and valued friends .They help us appreciate this beautiful world of ours and the prospect of travels of the brownbear kind !