The weather has suddenly turned wonderful, just in time for the Easter weekend. La Primavera, quando Flora da fiori adorna il mondo.

Laura – in her comment, Wednesday -- has found an archive containing Franklin’s “Ten Knitters”. That was clever of her, and a most useful resource. It’s still every bit as good as it used to be.

I did re-knit the lace edging in jumper-weight – at least, I am well along with doing so. I like it much better this way. The needles I have been using, for both attempts, are making rather heavy weather of k2tog. I might have a look at Sharon Miller’s Etsy page to see what she sells for lace knitting.

One of the big surprises in the history of my discovery of knitting, was Sharon’s remark, in the magisterial “Heirloom Knitting”, that directional decreases don't matter in garter stitch. Or was it, in lace knitting generally? That ought to mean that I could be using ssk all along, and it might be easier. I’ll try.

Reading

I’m not much enjoying “Cousin Henry” because none of the characters are very nice, not even the heroine who is sought in marriage by a young clergyman. At least it’s not very long.

I’m not sure, now that we get down to the knitty gritty, that I haven’t read “The Moonstone” after all. As bedtime reading. We kept a list (with a few gaps) of our bedtime books, extending over many decades. I might have a look. The order is completely haphazard. There seems to be plenty more Collins for me to read anyway, although there’s probably a good reason why the famous two are famous.

(In many ways, our most successful bedtime book of all time was “Ulysses”. I was very dubious when my husband proposed it. But it turns out that it’s absolutely meant to be read out loud.)

I think I’ve done enough Italian homework, for once, that I can allow myself an early night.