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264 pages, Hardcover
First published September 11, 2010
“Now, without getting into a lecture here,” he says, topping up our glasses, “in his poem ‘The Prelude,’ Wordsworth talks about what he calls spots of time. These are moments for everybody when they can get a sense of things, actually see into the life of things.” Dad fills his own glass last. He rests the empty bottle carefully beside his seat and grabs another handful of nuts. “Look out there,” he says, motioning to the rolling fields in front of us. “I think I know what he means.”