I’m standing on a hill, looking out over an urban landscape from a grassy vantage point. A bee buzzes by, and I can hear the song of a blackbird. Except all is not as it seems: beneath my feet lie tonnes and tonnes of human waste and detritus. I am standing on a landfill site that has been restored and turned into a Nature reserve.
Working in conservation, I have seen the most miraculous transformations. Carrot fields, for example, turned into rich, biodiverse wetlands at the RSPB’s Lakenheath Fen – a success story of such epic proportions that the bland and arable desert has become home ...
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