Claire McGarryIf I were a cowboy…I don’t think that anyone, in my thirty eight years, has ever described me as ‘still’. When I was young I travelled by cartwheel and twirl…Jul 29, 2022Jul 29, 2022
Claire McGarryWe don’t talk about…We don’t talk about eggplant. It causes too much offence — dry retches bounce off the walls of our now larger and more echoey house as…Feb 17, 2022Feb 17, 2022
Claire McGarryLostI’ve driven this road countless times since we moved here ten years ago. A non-descript stretch of highway that connects Byron to the Gold…Oct 12, 2021Oct 12, 2021
Claire McGarryUpper WilsonsFrom the truck the cows are the same height as the grass. Dwarfed by the mountain range that hides the secret waterfall. Hard right, dirt…May 30, 2021May 30, 2021
