Overnight, snowfall had painted the land white. Ginger cats walked along the path like bright beads on a thread. The photos are collected from years of walking the Pembrokeshire paths near my home. Domestic cats in wild settings. I walk when I am writing and usually one or more cat will come with me. I don't think Cat Walk is book about cats. It's about learning to see beauty within arms reach. It's about hunting for words like a mouse hunts for cats. It's about walking, but not really covering distance. The same paths are travelled, but each time the light, the season, the thoughts inside make it different. It does have something to do with the character of cats, but also to do with writing, looking, seeing, being in a place.