A beautiful exploration of paternal love. The writing and language is so moving as is the ethereal dreamlike quality of what it must feel like as a life comes to its end. This book is beautiful in its imagery, in its description of the mechanical workings of timepieces, in the exploration of time itself. It is set in cold, bleak, backwood New England and it rings of female bitterness around raising children and maintaining a home in such impoverished, difficult conditions. I loved this concise book in its artful rendering of male love that is, in so many ways, simply concise.