Author Archives: Marc

Abraham, At the WNC Nature Center they have river otters that swim by glass windows, bubbles trailing off their bodies like quicksilver drops. They are the highlight of a sullen display of animals in pens. Golden eagles are huge and … Continue reading →

Abraham, You are such an outdoor boy. Every evening, just before bed, we take you out for a walk around the yard. No matter how riled up you may be, and Lord knows I specialize in riling you up, as … Continue reading →

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Abraham, It was a month ago that we landed here and a week ago that we moved into this house. Even now, we aren't entirely settled in, but there aren't as many boxes as before. We'll hang pictures soon and … Continue reading →

Sadly, due to overwhelming comment spam, readers of songlines won't be able to post comments on the blog. If I can figure out a way to avoid getting 78 phony comments about on-line gambling, I will re-open comments. m-

Abe, You have several toys now that you enjoy chewing on. Most crinkle and squeak and are vibrant colors, including your favorite fabric bug we named Beverly. But nothing has rocked your world quite like the plastic orange beetlebug toy … Continue reading →

Abraham, Thursday was a difficult day. Your Mom and I turned the house inside out, as we made ready for a late night departure. You knew things were awry and missed your routines and bedtime. At ten we left for … Continue reading →

It was one year ago yesterday, on your Mom's birthday, that we started this story together. I have not been as diligent as I would have liked; there are too many stories that slide by. But I am a firm … Continue reading →