I have lived in this house for almost 13 years. We were the ones that cleared the land, disturbed the bunny nests, compacted the roots of the tulip trees which later fell in storms, removed the oak tree with the screech owl home because it was leaning toward the house, made the deer walk around the yard instead of through it when we installed our fence, and re-directed drainage.
We also were the ones who put up a protective rock barrier to stop the process of land erosion, revived the oyster reef lease that we own with our neighbors and are working to get it permitted as a sanctuary while we add more oyster shell, planted pollinator gardens and milkweed for the Monarchs, planted strawberries and tomatoes which we share with the land turtles, planted Paw Paw trees for the Zebra butterflies, and rarely use pesticides so that the yard is shared with lots of insects. (The one below has made its home for two months in my hydrangea---which never bloomed this year because hubby cut it wrong!)
Our footprint could have been smaller, but we live in a culture where homes are investments and neighbors do not let you build Urts and thus your footprint must be a certain size and stature.
And we took time to make friends with the many bird species, providing them food, water, shelter and peace, and quiet as much as possible. I have sent injured ones to rehab centers and provided shade to nests that seemed too exposed. We built an expensive nest for the Osprey and have enjoyed their soap opera episode over the years.
I think (hope) we are being forgiven for our impression.