The dream of creating a paradise for wildlife and the community is beginning to flourish. Although the trees have not rooted anywhere other than our minds, the rest of the vision has sprouted and the buzz of nature has begun to find a home.

The tiny corner of the world was destined to be a cave. A secluded hideaway that I could disappear into; just me and nature. There is a gravity in this idea that pulls me in. The chaos of the world is not present in the whirling of insects, in the peace and quiet of sitting in long grass or in seeking afternoon shade under a tree.

The only curse in this utopia is knowing that there is a world outside that is crying out for healing. A fragile society that is spinning and dazed. A green slice of nature cannot start and end within the boundaries of a field. It is not immune from the horrors and dangers of the industrial age.

But the dream is not about to end. The utopia is real, at least every time I find myself on the farm, but there is a realisation; one farm is not enough. What would one hundred of them look like?

We believe that there could be a regenerative farm for every 200 families to provide all the veggies they need. There are examples around the world, like in Cuba, where they transitioned to community farms to provided almost all their fruit and vegetables. Why can’t we do that here?

We are just one. One of an infinite number of ways that the paradise can be achieved. There needs to be tens of thousands of regenerative farms but maybe aiming for 100 would be a good start.

A myriad of 100 farms connected over Suffolk would allow me to retreat to my cave in peaceful tranquility. It would be a forceful stand against the damage of our current land management practice. I say we need ‘100 farms in Suffolk’. I want to be able to say a ‘farm’ and I want you to understand this as a place dedicated to nature. A space where nature and food growing have found glorious balance. I don’t want the corrupted practice of poisoning and bulldozing our soils, of creating sterile deserts of barren ground or of a hazardous wasteland for all the fauna, flora and insects, to tarnish the beautiful label of ‘farm’.

We need your help, not only to help us build up our vision but to help us find and grow all the other brave people creating utopias all over the county.

I will be exploring three topics over the coming weeks – What is a regenerative farm? How do we fall back in love with veggies again? And how do we join the real food revolution?