This is a companion to the post A liminal place that visited locations around the boundary of Luton airport, borderlands where the tectonic plates of ancient countryside grate against modernity. The new post looks at an acre or two of long-abandoned industrial estate, a place that is rewilding itself, a small corner where flora and fauna are overcoming, exploiting, incorporating the ruins and detritus we left behind. The result is not pretty and will never be pristine. The broken glass, the drinks cans, the tarmac, the masonry, the metalwork will contribute to the new geology.
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