Tilt is 99.99% finished. All that’s left is end-weaving and a bit of steam. And here’s the dirty little secret that’s been hiding like a moray in its cave, waiting to pounce when some unsuspecting little fishy swims by:

I’m not sure I like it.

In theory I like it. I like all of its parts. The yarn has become wonderfully soft since washing and I love to pet it. The colors are yummy, they really pop, and most of them are “my” colors: Greens, blues, plums, browns. I love the way the colors striped. It fits. It fits well. The sleeves are the right length, it’s long enough.

So, in theory, the liking of the sum should be at least equal if not greater than the liking of the parts.

But when I put try it on, I think… hmmm… interesting…

People who have seen it comment, “My. It’s bright, isn’t it?” Since that seems like one of those comments that you make when you want to say something nice, but you can’t think of what, well, that just doesn’t seem like a good sign to me.

And this is why it’s sitting forlornly on my ironing board, with ends unwoven.

And now I have some Tahki Donegal Tweed in a lovely kiwi green color (color # 892 for those of you keeping track, you know who you are) — enough of it for the sweater idea kicking around in my head. It’s calling my name.

I promised #1 Son I’d make a pair of gloves for E. Gray, and I’m thinking pink. I should probably get these done some time before next summer, eh?

And last night at Tangle knitting night, D showed me the socks she knit from Noro Silk Garden. And I think I have enough left over from Tilt to knit up a pair for myself.

But I really, really need to finish Tilt. Really. So I can decide if I like it or not. So I can ask for other opinions. (My, that’s bright, isn’t it!)

Tonight I weave. Tomorrow I block. Sunday, I will report with picture and you, gentle reader, can weigh in with your comments. Love? Hate? Bright? Let me know!