Our 5 acres is shaped like a kidney bean; slopes away so that wherever you go you are either climbing or descending and has a tendency towards mud. It used be the the bottom tip of a farm that had been in a family for generations. At the turn of this century the M65 was built across the farmland, cutting about twenty acres off the bottom of the farm making it difficult to use for anything much except a dumping ground for all the excess rubble and whatever else from the farm. This forgotten little plot attracted fly tippers for a couple of decades, this was engulfed by brambles and cleavers the size of which would astound you.

Since our arrival a year ago we have given much time and energy to clearing. Beautiful corners have emerged and we have let them speak to us to create a sitting space here, a stairway there and gardens and boundaries and work spaces.

Here we document our journey and our role as guardians of this space.