I donít know whether Iíve changed or Keillor, but I didnít get as much pleasure out of this collection of Lake Wobegon vignettes as I have from other books. As ever with collections like this Iím probably more reflecting on the last few stories because I stretch my reading over several months. Maybe Iíve reached some sort of saturation point. There were some good moments, but rather than finding most of these stories whimsically touching I found them inconsequential. I didnít identify with any of the characters as much as I have in other books. Iím cautious about dismissing it Ė I wonder if in a different mood I would have liked it Ė but where I am now it didnít connect.