"The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched."
-Henry David Thoreau
A work in progress, still on the needles. My take on the traditional witch's hat: not a somber black, but the whirling color progression of the Wheel of the Year. Wool, with a kiss of silk and kid mohair.
The funny lumpy bits at the bottom are the brim (in progress) and will look much less ornery when bound off.