The Unnecessary Replacement

Walked out today and the wind blew cap off, but not just off, she completely disappeared. Not a trace.
I'd lost this hat before but she was tracked down in Fife and we were happily reunited.
This time though things looked bleaker. She'd been blown off without a trace only to reappear next spring when the snow melts or being munched upon by an inquisitive elg perhaps?

A replacement was sort.
Black. Suitable in times of mourning.

All unnecessary. My cap has returned.
Spotted in the snow at my back door after being blown off when i walked out the front door.
Nice.