Lovely pared back prose, but also slightly odd omniscient narration. Only odd because it isn't done so much now, and it took a while to get used to being so removed from the characters. I liked how some of them only touched on each other's lives obliquely, and the descriptions of the people's work, the landscape and the animals, and I liked the structure of the novel - short chapters about one or two characters. This is the second Haruf novel I've read in a short time, and although I thought it was beautiful I'm not certain I'll search out a third - something about not enough happening, although I don't need a lot to happen in a novel.