As I was leaving the Ottawa Knitters Guild meeting one night, someone was knitting with the fuchsia yarn in this hat. I commented that I thought it was nice. She said something like ‘here take it…I don’t like it and I was going to throw it out’. I came home and started making this hat. The next day my oldest sister, Jane, came to visit. She watched the hat grow and when it was finished, she said (in a surprised voice)…’that’s actually not an unpleasant hat’….high praise, indeed..be still my heart!