A small boy and his grandmother set sail for China in the mud of her backyard; a supermarket car park becomes a graveyard of strewn blueberries; migratory birds fly over a marshland ringing with the sound of wooden spoons on kitchen pots; and the breaking of a silence between two roommates leads to disquieting revelations. Eliza Robertson's delicate and startling stories tell of the adventure of the ordinary and the magic within the everyday. Her stories are deftly constructed and their perspectives - often those of the loners and onlookers, distanced by their gifts of observation - are unexpected.