Claver Hill – 10th Anniversary

Meadowsweet seed-head with hill in background at Claver Hill

Sunday 27th August 2023

A community farm (in every sense)

When they talk about ‘community’ at Claver Hill, it means everything as well as everyone. What do I mean by this? Well, it was clear from our Wellbeing Walk around the space that it is very much managed with the natural community in mind.

All too often, we forget that we are part of nature: no matter how much we silo ourselves in buildings and (some) think that we are superior to it. Working with, rather than against, nature has clearly reaped a whole host of rewards at Claver Hill – plentiful crops, a thriving community of people, but also abundant wildlife.

In recent years we have seen how destructive it can be to produce food, but this is far from how it is at Claver Hill. If you want to find out more about their work, methods and how you can join in, please visit the Claver Hill Facebook page.

The walk

We did a tour around the Nature Trail, looking at the different plants (both native, and those planted within the farmed areas). We experienced the scents of different types of mint, the types of plants that bees were liking (and how we can plant for wildlife in our own spaces), and different methods of seed dispersal.

As we are approaching autumn, the fruits are clearly starting to ripen, and this was a good opportunity to discuss how birds eat and disperse seeds, as well as well as those which are dispersed by wind or unwitting animal vectors!

There was plenty of wildlife visible – bees, flies, butterflies, dragonflies and birds (including a buzzard over the hill at one point). This clearly is a great space for nature. Here’s to the next 10 years!

Poetry Corner

On Claver Hill by Ros Jones


On Claver Hill I stood and watched
As people toiled, and cropped, and swapped

On Claver Hill I stopped and heard
People’s voices, the wind, insects, many-a-bird

On Claver Hill I stilled and felt
The hope of community; away my troubles began to melt

On Claver I swooped and stared
As I saw people working with land and wildlife, who really cared

On Claver Hill I stayed.
With joy I roared: people and planet connected,
Our voices soared