The Farm Cat's Year: Twelve months through watchful eyes

Harriet Combe

A barn cat notices things a busy household misses: the first frost on the water trough, the swallows returning, the particular quiet before snow. This is a year spent at her pace, moving through lambing season, hay cutting, long summer afternoons in the shade, and the slow turn toward winter again. Each month brings its own small dramas and simple comforts. Gentle, observant, and content to let the seasons set the rhythm.