Progress! Nowhere near finished, of course, but a far cry from a doodle on lined notebook paper.
I've always pictured Hansel and Gretel being turned out of the house in Autumn. It seems like a particularly nasty time to abandon someone. Not a flat out death sentence like the middle of winter, true, but in late fall, after harvest time, when they have a tantalizing hope of finding food but they most likely can't or the stepmother wouldn't have turned them out of the house to begin with. Abandoned just at the right time to let them starve first and then have the cold finish them off.
Clearly I have strong opinions about how bad the stepmother is in this story.
But it does make for a nice fall palette in the painting.