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  • Kate Morley
  • Jul 20
  • 3 min read

The fire burns around you,

Licking at the tarmac.


The tyres turn- they do not burn,

But the fire reaches in.


To go forward or back,

The fire lures you on.


The fire teaches you that you are a mother.

Gotta get back.


The fire burns behind you,

The smoke in the mirror.


This is Devon, the green and lushness gone,

The summer of dry has parched the land.


The fire takes hold of precious gold,

Wildflowers or 'weeds', the fire 'values' it all.


The ground lies blackened by choices of the human hand,

Cigarette butt flicked, easy barbecues lit, signatures on policies written in invisible ink.


The fire burns inside of you,

Society's expectations and scrutiny pen you in, or spur you on.


The chemical messengers rage in your veins,

Driving a monthly cycle that fans the flames, as the remnants smoulder.


As the fire feels as though it's been extinguished,

The 'burnout' of a lifetime lived in this body, being held, being fought, where physiology becomes tinder dry.


The embers flicker; is it out or still alight?

The future fire has potential, but today I will not fight or fuel it.


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Image: K. Morley. Flames of controlled fire in winter.
Image: K. Morley. Flames of controlled fire in winter.

This piece was inspired by a series of creative writing sessions that were led by Dr Tanvir Bush and supported by Dr Sarah Bell of the Sensing Climate project. The series was called ‘The Elementals’, with each session guided by an elemental theme; Earth, Fire, Water, Air and Spirit.

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Last week I was driving on the A38 back to pick up my daughter when I saw black smoke in the distance; as I continued to drive, I could see the flames ten feet high in the central reservation on my right, and the verge on my left was also alight. I was driving through a wall of flames. Should I stop or should I keep going? As the blue lights arrived on the other side of the road, I kept accelerating. This visceral immersion in flames was a surprise encounter in Devon, where we have switched from one of the wettest winters to one of the hottest summers.


Wildfires are becoming more common, and the impact on human health is now well documented. Disabled activists have written about how they are the 'canaries in the coal mines' and have the expertise to share when living on the edge of fire zones, such as breathing assistance, tools for keeping cool, and mutual care networks for evacuation. More needs to be done to integrate this expertise into climate change action plans in the UK, and the Sensing Climate project is working to bring this expertise to the forefront.


Here at Rewilding Hill Crest, we are aware of the impact of fire on the variety of species that we live alongside. We have a site-wide ban on disposable barbecues. Wildfires have also featured heavily in my PhD case study area in Bournemouth, Christchurch and Poole, with some of my interview participants describing the impact of smoke on long-standing health conditions. Dorset & Wiltshire Fire and Rescue Service (DWFRS) battled a record-breaking 900 grassland, woodland and crop fires in 2025. Whilst organisations provide advice on vegetation management next to homes to reduce 'the fire load', especially for homes next to urban heaths, for some residents this is something they do not have the physical energy to do. The impact on wildlife in this area is also considerable, with the Dorset Heaths Partnership, which also includes the Amphibian and Reptile Conservation Trust, trained to conduct rescue missions for species trapped by wildfires. The disturbing video of a roe deer bouncing across the scorched earth was shared by firefighters on social media after a deliberately started fire on Holt Heath in Dorset.


Learning to live alongside the risk of wildfires will require increased funding for Fire and Rescue Services that are becoming increasingly stretched and decisions around changing people's behaviour, which might involve measures such as banning disposable barbecues, as Mid-Dorset and North Poole's MP Vikki Slade has petitioned for in Parliament. Bold collective action is critical if we are to adapt to living alongside fire in these rapidly changing times.



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  • Kate Morley
  • Apr 28
  • 3 min read

The drip shimmers in the emerging light. It falls to the ground made of clay. Which way will it go?


To the east, to drip, drip away. Into the combe to meet others, a flow started, it seeps through the voids and emerges through the bedrock and into the fern covered gullies.


The brook is formed and away it goes. Brook meets stream, stream meets river. The otters swim with purpose, their goal the gleaming scales of elusive prey.


Onwards past freshly gnawed trees from a newly returned friend who is busy creating pools and ponds to slow the flow, the noise of my passing triggering them, so they chew and pack branches to change the tone, and we pass by more calmly.


Onwards we go towards the sea. We are the Exe, we pass the mouth from fresh to salty as we carry cans and bottles, we know we've not always been this polluted and as the flow widens and deepens we remember the other journey we could have taken to the west.


If we had dripped to the west we would have passed through fords and weirs, kissing the granite boulders as we went, tumbling over archimedes screws, creating energy for these humans to use. Onwards passed mossy boulders we drift and carry along beech leaves and travel over re-created salmon spawning grounds. Gravel shaken and sorted in the hope of the return.


We are the Teign. Onwards and twisting and turning towards the gulls and the cries of the oystercatchers wading and probing at the edges.


As we come to the mouth and pass the deteriorating pier, a memory to the promises of fun and excitement now ravaged by our power and that of the wind. But as the waves crash today, a pod of dolphins swim past hugging the cliffs and caves shaped in a desert so long ago- a drip that fell so far away, combining with a force that can wither stone, we all endure.


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Close up of rain drop on vetch plant
Image: Kate Morley. Rain drop on vetch

This piece and the villanelle below was written as part of a series of creative writing sessions that are being led by Dr Tanvir Bush and supported by Dr Sarah Bell of the Sensing Climate project. The series is called ‘The Elementals’, with each session guided by an elemental theme; Earth, Fire, Water, Air and Spirit. The above piece honours the fact that Longdown and Holcombe Burnell Parish have tributaries of both the River Teign and the River Exe that start in the parish, both of which were monitored by Kate as part of the Westcountry Rivers Trust CSI scheme which measures water quality and flow measurements


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From Drip to Storm- a villanelle

A drip falls so small and fleeting

The wind builds over the hills the air is shook

Combined to form a storm- giving a good beating


Lets pull and push in unison, together we form a wave

No place to hide, not even a sheltered nook

A drip falls so small and fleeting


We all move together- the weather is our slave

The dolphins glance ashore, not more than a cursory look

Combined to form a storm- giving a good beating


We move as one, no rules to make us behave

Let's tear it up, there is no rule book

A drip falls so small and fleeting


Who will be rescued, who will they save?

Extracted, polluted, a resource they just took

Combined to form a storm- giving a good beating


Power of togetherness we freely gave

Like passing shoals avoiding the nets- being let off the hook

A drip falls so small and fleeting

Combined to form a storm- giving a good beating


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  • Kate Morley
  • Apr 20
  • 2 min read

Updated: Apr 28

This crip body oozes, seeps and flows

When you’ve gotta go, you’ve gotta go

The rivers surge, in spate and flow

Water companies can’t be bothered. Let the sewage go!

The shit gets constipated, obstructed, it doesn’t flow.

The medications metabolised no longer needed into the sea they go

 

Don’t talk about loos. The shame. The physiology hidden

Capitalism impacts the human body unbidden

Money can be extracted from bodies here

Spending a penny, a pound for a poo

They don’t have to provide, join the paying loo queue

 

Battle lines drawn on who can enter which stalls

Cameras installed for all

 

Spending time in nature might be good for your health

But the 'loo leash' gets snagged and pulls people back, unless you’ve got the wealth


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Dock leaf loo roll. Image K. Morley
Dock leaf loo roll. Image K. Morley

Further information:




Most of us need a public toilet occasionally, but this is a more urgent problem for those with medications or medical conditions that increase the frequency of needing to use the toilet (such as diabetes or bladder, bowel, or prostate conditions). Increasing age can also increase the need, as does the requirement for nappy changing and for young children who can’t wait. Knowledge of the lack of nearby facilities acts as a ‘loo leash’, deterring some from venturing far beyond their homes.





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This piece was written as a reflection of the discussions I've had this year with fantastic friends and the many conversations about the limitations of access to toilets and the impact that this can have on whether people are able to spend time in nature.

 
 
Phoenix Stained glass window by James Paterson (Kate's great Uncle) from Saint Sidwell's church Exeter

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