#free table runner pattern

[bevanne46]

Amber Waves - Burano Free Table Runner Pattern https://bearcreekquiltingcompany.com/shop/product/amber-waves-burano-free-table-runner-pattern/

[kaisosims]

Christmas '23

Versatile holiday décor in typical red, green, blue, and white matching holiday colors and patterns. No room for a full sized Christmas tree? Use the Cardboard Craftmas Tree and Candy Cane Pillows to bring the spirit of Christmas to your Sims' homes.

6 new items with 15 swatches each:

Christmas Couch Blanket | fits many 3 and 2 tile wide sofas Christmas Rug Christmas Coffee Table Cloth | fits many 2x1 coffee tables Candy Cane Pillow Cardboard Craftmas Tree Christmas Table Runner | fits many 2x1 coffee tables

5 pride swatches included in addition to 10 standard candy cane swatches 😄

All items are 100% 3D modelled and textured by me

All items are Base Game Compatible with all necessary LODs

Find items in this pack easily by searching "Christmas '23" or "Kaiso"

Download (Free!): https://www.patreon.com/posts/93962254

[creations-by-chaosfay]

Download these now! They're free until May 2025.

[goldenstorm0]

Looking at weaving patterns online, it looks like most are for flat things, towels and blankets and table runners, etc. Most wearables are scarves, shawls, occasionally ponchos, and I found 1 pattern for a shirt

And you'd think that maybe you can just use a normal sewing pattern but use the cloth you made for it, but handwoven cloth acts differently than the usual stor bought cloth, and from what I've seen it doesnt usually play nice with typical sewing patterns. It does have the same drape, doesn't want to be cut especially into shapes other than a square, isn't as elastic, whatever.

So if I want to make wearables, I need clothing patterns that use primarily squares and rectangles with minimal cutting. Preferably something a vit baggy so I don't need to worry about the cloth having to stretch too much while I move.

So I found this article, basically the author Mira Musank was given an article from Handwoven, march/April 1996, for a top made from several basic squares. Fan-fucking-tastic, bookmarked and saved. Plus take note of that magazine name, that sounds like a magazine that will have more of what I'm looking for.

And they do

........... behind a paywall.

...............................

I think for now I'm going to start looking for historical patterns and see what I can do to make the patterns a bit more modern. Like part of me wants to dress like a peasant but I also want to make stuff I can wear to work. I also plan to swing by the library once I'm certain I'm not contagious and see what they have to offer

I think the knitting and crocheting communities have spoiled me, or maybe I just know where to look to find quality free stuff and know how to bullshit a pattern, but dear god it feels like a ton of the weaving material is hidden behind different paywalls. I'm still gonna dig around and see what I can find, I just.. don't want to have to pay for a subscription or class to figure out how to do what I want

[wyrmscraft]

Hi ! Do you do quilt commissions? these are basically masterpieces and so my partner and i would Love to have them in our home, perhaps. Thanks!

I do make commission quilts! I actually just finished my third this month, which is way more than I normally get 🎉

I usually work with the person who wants it to decide on a pattern I’m willing to make, and then a theme (like forest animals, or floral) and/or colour scheme that they want.

My prices vary depending on how long it takes to make the quilt, but my general guidelines in USD are:

Baby size, around 36x40 inches: $75-$150

Throw size, 50x65: $200-$300

Twin size, 65x90: $300-$400

Queen size, 85x95: $500-$700

King size, 110x100: $700-$1100

(Plus shipping, ofc.)

Edit: There are also bags, table runners, and wall hangings, which vary in size and go for anywhere from $30 up to $150.

If you’d like to talk more about it, feel free to dm me here, or email me at wingwyrm@hotmail.ca. I’m also wingwyrm on discord!

[marksoftheevilones]

Thinking about the ghouls and their hobbies, how the handful of fiber artists meet up once a week to work alongside each other on their projects.

Mist is a knitter by trade, self-taught through vintage knitting patterns. The ghoulette spends much of her free time engrossed in her latest project, when she is not in the kitchen with Alpha. She loves to make for others rather than herself, many of the ghouls sporting sweaters or socks made by her.

Alpha is one of many sewists in the pack, but his talents are more practical. Each evening he settles in with his basket of the ghoul's garments that need mending or altering. The practical aspect of his sewing comes from years of working in the infirmary alongside Omega, the fire ghoul an expert at sewing small-scale wounds that leave no trace of a scar. The ghoul never complains at the task, using his mending as a way to come down from the stress of his day.

Aurora is another sewist, the ghoulette opting for intricate, handmade garments. When first summoned the art of pattern reading and hand-sewing was passed down to her from Cirrus. The ghoulette has begun to care her own patterns and designs, taking care to construct garments for the ghouls to their precise measurements. During element practice, Aurora had accidentally summoned a little lamb-like creature from the Pits. Upon her begging to keep the creature, she began to sew them little collars and pieces of clothing, treating her familiar as if they're a human woman's dog.

Cirrus, as mentioned above, is a quilter. She loves the medium and how you can transform fabric into literal works of art. Scary dog vibes in a fabric shop when on tour but the little old ladies love her, she's always asking them for fabric advice and complimenting work done in sewing circles. She's sewn every single ghoul their own quilt, some having multiple (Aether because Dew kidnapped his original one). Each Papa also has their own quilt, depicting scenes from their time as pope.

Cumulus makes bobbin lace, intricate patterns that take form from a seemingly meaningless shuffling of wooden bobbins. She has made lace runners for the mantle piece in the den for each season, and many holidays. There is a large lace runner along the unholy communion table that was created from a bobbin lace pattern written by Zephyr, who passed the lace making craft down to the ghoulette.

Zephyr is a lace maker, while the ancient air ghoul used to be proficient in bobbin lace making, he has transitioned to another method of lace making. He has taken up tatting as a form of lace making, as it is not as cumbersome as bobbin lace making, and can be done from the relative comfort of his bed. The air ghoul will spend his afternoons with his reading glasses perched on his nose, scouring his books for a new, intricate pattern to begin. Ifrit will dutifully prep the shuttles for him, as winding the bobbins is more difficult when the air ghoul is afflicted with stiffness in his hands.

[ericacrochets]

Drop Leaf Table Runner by Rajeshwari Singh

Free Crochet Pattern Here

[gaviicreates]

Blog Post: Filet Crochet - Tall Ship

It's April 2022 and I've just added "Wellerman" to my playlists. Like most trends, I've discovered it late, but that doesn't stop my fervor in finding as many shanty bands as I can get my hands on. I re-watch "Master & Commander" and "Pirates of the Caribbean", I start and finish OFMD in a weekend, I buy the fancy vinyl of The Longest Johns' most recent album, I make up stanzas for Drunken Sailor, and I start reblogging ship after ship after ship - ships at sea, ships approaching pirate islands, ships in the mist and at night and with sails gloriously unfurled.

I tour a tall ship for my birthday, then spend the afternoon at an Irish pub listening to familiar songs that aren't shanties but come from similar traditional roots.

At some point, I admit... yep, I'm drawn to the aesthetic of tall sailing ships. And I celebrate it.

I celebrate anything that brings joy. So this time last year (Sep 18 if you are curious), my daydreams about ships chasing the horizon led me to pick up my crochet hook, start a row of chains and some double crochets, and make one of those vague, ominous posts: a simple: it begins.

And finally, I can say, it ends.

Reel version of the progress pictures available here. (Warning: For Photo movement sensitivity, I use zoom transitions)

This was my first big filet crochet project, and in full transparency, I learned the technique just so I could make this pattern. I first picked a few free patterns that were symmetrical between rows, as one of the challenges I had was reading left-to-right, then right-to-left in sequence based on whether I was on the right side of wrong side as the pattern progressed. My first non-symmetrical pattern was HandmadebyRaine's dolphin table runner. Fairly soon after I decided I was ready. I was probably less ready and more eager... but what's a better way learning a new technique than working on something you know you're going to be really passionate about?

Filet Crochet is a technique in which the pattern creates a mesh with filled in and open blocks, where the filled in spaces (or the inverse) makes an image. The only stitches you need to start learning is the chain and the double crochet, so in some ways it is quite beginner friendly. I'd recommend starting with a symmetrical pattern like I did until you are used to switching the reading direction with the rows.

Another challenge I had along the way: I lost the crochet hook I was using about halfway up. I think I actually was using a 2.00mm originally, but the challenge with these small hooks is that you can't really buy them on an individual basis - at least from what I've seen. This is the reason I have 3-4 .5mm's which I never use, but the 1.75mm and 2.00mm that I use all the time have a habit of walking away.

From there, the main challenge was keeping motivated, especially after that lull in the middle of the project. At the beginning and the end, the stitches were flying off the hook.

Pattern: Sailing Ship Doily by Crafty Sasha Hook size: 1.75mm Crochet Thread: Aunt Lydia's Size 10 GaviiCreates - 2023

So my year long passion project finally comes to end. I haven't yet picked a space in my home for this project to live, so it's not yet on display. It is such a statement piece, I'd like to make it somewhere visitors may see it. I'm proud!

As far as filet crochet - I really liked the technique! It's another way for me to use my thread, another style for doilies or table runners. I definitely think it will be added to my rotation. What do we think for next? A chicken?

[hannahssimblr]

Chapter Eighteen (Part 2)

There are no family photos on the walls of this house, which is entirely different to my home. My mother framed everything, because I was the only child, and therefore everything I did and every milestone I achieved was wonderful and amazing. There’s a photo of me, eight and smiling on the day of my first communion that has pride of place on the mantelpiece next to my parents wedding photos, as though my first reception of the body of Christ (a wafer) was as important as their vow to each other. I was cute back then, but it’s easy to track my progression from cute child to awkward teenager by simply following the path of photos on the wall above the television, where I am immortalised forever in my school uniform, picture day after picture day, year after year until they mercifully stopped taking them at the end of primary school and I was free to duck away and hide my braces and acne from any and all cameras.

There are no such records in the Turner house. There are no notches on the door frames that measured the growth of the children, no ancient crayon drawings still stuck to the fridge, or, for the extra special ones, framed on the wall where visitors can see them. There’s no sad, punctured football in the back garden, or Ribena stain on the carpet, and I can’t see what’s inside the cupboard under the stairs, but I guarantee there’s no outsized roller skates or fad toy from Christmas 2002 stuffed in there either. This house is like somebody opened an interior design magazine and bought everything on the page.

Jude climbs on a chair to reach a box, way up high on the very top of a bookcase.  He settles next to me on the sofa and lifts the lid without any of the reverence or intentionality I feel it deserves, and hauls out a handful of photographs. 

“There are before me.” He says, and I don’t care about those ones. His mother is very beautiful, and when she’s young even more so, but Collette Turner is of about as much interest to me as I am to her. When he hands them to me I just leave them on the coffee table and poke my fingers around in the box with him until we find the ones from November 1991. 

“There I am.” He says, and rightly so, there he is. A tiny baby screaming in his mother’s arms as she, looking like a child herself stares bemusedly down at the pink, squirming thing in her arms. “Apparently all I did was make noise.” He says. “Nothing has changed there. I also wasn’t cute.”

“You weren’t.” I agree, but I like the photo anyway. Even in these first minutes of his life there’s something furious and uncompromising about him, all clenched fists and red face. He’s so tiny. My heart swells for him. 

“I did get cute though.” He says, putting another photo into my hands of him at maybe two years old, wearing nothing but a nappy and a pair of cowboy boots. He’s standing on wobbly little legs on some dirt path, while sandstone pillars and jagged rock formations soar up into the sky behind him. It’s the kind of landscape that you only see in cartoons. 

“Did you see the road runner when you were there?” I deadpan. 

He smirks. “That’s Bryce Canyon. My great aunt brought me along on a trip with her kids. I think I was two.” He flips it over to where Sept. ‘93 is scrawled in blue biro. “Almost two. Her kids were in college at that point. I think there’s photos of us all.” He has a quick shuffle through the stack and withdraws several more from Utah, mostly of him being held, or cuddled or kissed on his chubby cheeks by four twenty somethings who look like extras from Seinfeld. Looking at their faces, their patterned jumpers, their floppy haircuts brings back a sense-memory of what it felt like to exist in the nineties. That pervasive smell of cigarettes and the old, brown plastic ashtray on my uncle’s table. The cuffs of light wash jeans and the creases in my cousin’s white sneakers as I tied and untied his shoelaces beneath the kitchen table, and Paul Simon’s Obvious Child, and our old TV that spit out white noise and wobbled until someone banged it with their fist to set it right again. I feel as affectionate towards those snippets of memory as I do about this tiny, cowboy boot wearing Jude, perched high on his cousin’s shoulders.

“Is that your great aunt?” I wonder, pointing to a ruddy cheeked woman in her early forties that crouches down with her arms around him at the base of a sandstone pillar. 

“Yes, Maureen.” he’s mentioned her before in passing. I know that her husband was in the military, and that they lived all over the world for years. When he retired they settled in New Mexico, and she and her family were in the picture a lot when Jude was a child.

“When’s the last time you saw her?” 

“When I was fifteen, but it’s not always easy to find the time anymore. She calls me every Christmas and on my birthday, and sometimes she sends me gifts.” He brushes his thumb thoughtfully over the photo. “You know, I miss her. She was kind of like my other-mother for a while.”

“Maybe you should go and visit again.”

“Yeah, I’d really like to.” He digs through the box and pulls out a more recent one of them both from 2007. They’re standing in her kitchen with their arms around each other, and she’s short and round, and he’s so tall and gangly with a wooden beaded necklace on, and they both have the biggest smiles. “Maybe I’ll go in the autumn.”

“Definitely! I think that’d be amazing.”

“It’s just weird because it’s hard to know where I’m going to be then, you know? Now that I’m graduating from college I’ll have to, like, look for a job.” He says it like it’s a dirty word, and there is the tiniest twinge of anxiety in my belly.

“Something will work out.” I say passively. I’ve tried not to think about what’s going to happen after college, and whether or not he’ll decide to move back to Ireland again once he finishes his final project. We’ve just avoided the conversation, even though sometimes during our long talks we bring us right up to the knife’s edge of it before we stealthily change the subject, but I soon have to acknowledge the elephant in the room, and it’s that we don’t know where he’ll be in six months. We don’t know what things might look like between us, and neither of us knows yet what he wants. 

“Yeah, definitely.” He says hopefully, and I take the photo of him and Maureen so that I can take a closer look. 

“2007.” I murmur. “You were so dreamy. I wish you’d seen what I looked like in 2007, it’d be like a jump scare.”

He chuckles. “No way, Evie.”

“I had cystic acne and braces,” I confess. “I was so ugly.”

“You haven’t even brushed up against ugly in your entire life. And I had braces once too, believe it or not.”

“Oh I’d believe it.” I feast myself on the view of his immaculate teeth. “Did your dad do that?”

“He did, and funny you should mention him, because he’ll probably be home soon. Do you want to endure an awkward, socially inept conversation with him or do you want me to take you home?”

“Oof, tough choice.” 

Jude takes all of the photos from my lap and from the table and taps them gently into formation before stacking them back into the box where they’ll no doubt sit there unbothered for another few months or years, dusty and forgotten atop the bookcase. 

“Let’s get moving.” 

Jude’s car idles outside my apartment for half an hour, because every time I try to get out I look over my shoulder at him and feel compelled to kiss him goodbye, just one more time. 

“Jesus Christ, you’re a great kisser.” I say as his lips slide from my mouth to the curve of my jaw, and his fingers caress the nape of my neck. “Where did you learn to do that?”

“Back of my hand.” He murmurs. “Glad you’ve noticed, I’ve actually never kissed a girl before.”

“Oh shut up.” I snicker. 

“You know, if you think I’m good with my mouth you should see what else I can do with it.”

I breathe out a laugh, and my body shivers so intensely from head to toe that I have to twist out of his grip. This is full-on dirty talk. I don’t know how to do that. I should probably give him a slow, seductive smile and say something like “Well why don’t you come upstairs and show me?” But I obviously don’t. I say “Oh.” and then laugh way too loudly which completely dissolves the sexual vibe and he goes from looking flirtatious to amused. “What?”

“I mean, you can come in if you like, I know I owe you one but full disclosure I haven’t shaved in days.”

“Are you trying to lure me in with handjobs and hairy legs?”

“Feeling enticed?”

“You bet.”

I lean back against the passenger door and wrap my arms around myself. “Well, whatever you want to do is fine.”

His expression is funny as he takes me in, my body language, the metre of space I’ve managed to carve between us, and his eyebrow twitches sceptically. “I don’t want things that you don’t. You know that?”

I nod. 

“When you want me to come in, I’ll come in, but you don’t have to do things for me just because you think you owe me.”

“I will want to.” I say. “Just later.”

“Well lucky for you I’m busy the next while. I’m in the last weeks of my thesis and I really need to buckle down, so if we’re fooling around it will probably not do wonders for my concentration.”

I pout. “But I’ll still see you?”

“Of course, I’ll always make time for you.” He pulls me into him by my wrists and kisses me one last time, and I’m starting to  wonder how I’ll ever be expected to kiss another man again when he pulls away from me. “It’s time for you to get out of my car. I’m wasting diesel.” He teasingly shoves me away and I scramble for the handle and scurry out onto dark streets wet with rain as he springs forward to smack my arse.  

“Later, alligator.” He says, and I shut the door behind me with a thunk. 

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[bevanne46]

Spooky Hallow quilt, 60 x 72", free pattern at Maywood Studio https://maywoodstudio.com/content/Product-Images-by-Collection/Spooky-Hallow/Projects/Get-Started-PDFS/SPOH_Scaredy_Cats_Free_Pattern.pdf

[dark-elf-writes]

not on my laptop (I'm at work) but if you want some good free knitting pattern sites I can send you some links when I get home tomorrow. Good luck with the sweater when you start. Seconding the tincanknits site, they've got some cute free patterns, and someday, I will be brave enough to try the malt blanket. Right after I finish my current 3 blankets, a table runner, a practice hat, and various dishtowels and dishcloths. 😅 I DO suggest getting some stitch markers though, easy enough to find at like Walmart or a craft store.

I would be forever grateful I’m actually having a lot of fun with this new side quest I’ve assigned myself and I feel like I’ve made a ton of progress of progress for having started like… Saturday.

I do have some stitch markers but it was a small pack that I mostly only have used so far on the few occasions I actually managed to get to the closing of the round stage which… doesn’t happen as often as I would like tbh. But they are trans colors so we take the wind we can get

[teresadownunder]

🎄 Heads Up! Jolly Holly Quilt-Along Coming Soon 🎄

The holiday season is fast approaching, and so is the Jolly Holly Quilt-Along! The QAL officially kicks off on 6 November, but here’s the good news – you can purchase the pattern now at 40% off and be ready when we start! My Patreon Tier 2 and Tier 3 patrons get to download the pattern for free. What to expect: A fun, Christmas-themed table runner that’s perfect for confident beginners and…

[gradualjinx]

Temperature Blanket Ideas & Customization

I wanted to share some of the design choices I made to customize my temperature blanket, and some stuff I didn't do but I think would be cool to see:

I chose to do the average temperature for each day. Some people choose to do the highs or lows, but I felt that the average temperature was the most representative of how the day felt.

I have a different color for every 10 degrees starting with <20-29 and ending with 90-100+. In my state it should stay within these bounds with a good degree of variability. I have cooler colors picked out for low temperatures and warmer colors for high temperatures, but all the colors fit with the aesthetic of my apartment.

I'm picking the average temperature based on what state/country I'm in for that day. So not only is the blanket tracking the temperature, but also my movements.

I am using single crochet stitches for most days and half-double crochets for special events like anniversaries and birthdays.

My blanket is 300 stitches long and I am using stitch markers every 20 stitches so that I can keep track. If I somehow add or drop a stitch I will be able to tell right away, and would only need to backtrack ~20 stitches to find the problem.

Things I'm not doing but you could!

Make a temperature blanket but for a different year. Maybe the birth year of someone important to you- this would be especially meaningful if you are planning on gifting them the blanket or want to memorialize a person's life. You can also chose an important year from your life, for example the year you turned a certain age, transitioned to a new stage in life, celebrated a milestone, got married, etc.

Chose a different location from where you are. Maybe the location of a friend or loved one (again great for gifting or memorializing), a place you would like to visit, your old hometown, or a place you visited once and loved.

Make a temperature scarf or table runner for a smaller less intimidating project.

Highlight important dates on your blanket with a unique color yarn that will stand out such as white. You could also add a unique color to your usual single crochet row (crocheting with two colors of yarn at once, one white and one temperature color), creating a row that a stands out in both size and color.

Adding borders to indicate different months.

Assign colors to temperatures based on what makes the most sense for you. For example, you have one color for every 5 degrees.

Switch your colors around and assign warm colors for cooler temperatures and cooler colors for warmer temperatures.

Get creative with the stitch or pattern that you choose. There are plenty of free patterns and less expensive one's on sites like Etsy that will allow you to create something truly unique.

I would love to hear what other people have chosen to do with their temperature blankets (or other temperature craft ideas) too!

[wyrmscraft]

Extra long table runner. Pattern is Ribbon Dance, and it’s a free one.

I choose to do two colours for the ribbons, and then free motion quilted it on my domestic machine at home.

I… almost like the back more than the front. You can really see the quilting on the back.

I made three more of these in various colour combos, but I didn’t make them as long or do such intricate quilting on them.

[ericacrochets]

Roses Table Runner by AamraGul

Free Crochet Pattern Here