They talked for a few minutes. “I hope you’ve taken pictures,” Terry said, “because once this excavation is done, there won’t be any point in filling it in. You have to realize that it’s never going to look the same again.” And we do, and so the anxiety surfaces again. Scanning through house design books, something caught my eye: don’t choose the best spot for the house itself, save that for what you’re looking at. And we have, but still the uneasiness pushes up. We can’t possibly know enough. And what are we forgetting? Over what will we shake our heads later? We are committed to a big process and one that will change the life of this land and its inhabitants as well as ours for ever.