This fictional creative piece allows Wull to talk about the loss of fish life in the Moray firth in the context of 'shifting baseline syndrome'. It is the fourth in a series of 12 essays on 'Shifting baselines' looking at different ecosystems and how they have become depleted in living memory. They are written in dialect where possible to acknowledge the language around nature that is being lost concurrently with nature itself. Sit like, min. Sit ye doon out of the wind, for there is aye a...

The first in a 12 part series on making your UK garden future-fit for climate change In a downstairs loo somewhere in East Sussex, there is a brick. Someone's grandmother put it there in the drought of 1976, and it has sat in the cold water of the cistern ever since, slowly shedding grit, quietly doing a little good. It is a fair emblem for how most of us think about saving water: a well-meant gesture, half-remembered, rarely examined, dusted off whenever the reservoirs drop and the hosepipe...

I'm lucky, in Sussex to be close to some innovative peri-urban rewilding and growing projects - like Hackhurst Farm in Polegate, Lovebrook Farm in Kingston and Landtribe in Newhaven. I've been looking recently for even MORE innovative peri-urban growing models, and this article covers one of my favourites (though, for purists, its not strictly in line with the rest of me 'rewilding' writing - other than generally being about the reintegration of animal life into city centres) - its success...