Attic24 Crochet Houses Yarnbomb for Yarndale

 

It’s the day after the weekend before … that’s right the calm after the fantastic Yarndale Festival weekend. Did you go? Did you have a good time? Most importantly, DID YOU SEE MY YARNBOMB?

 

I have been asking everyone that I saw whether they saw it! Oh my goodness I’m so proud of it. It’s taken me ages and a lot of frantic sewing in the last week. It’s done though! Done on time and I think it looked great (thank goodness) even though I do say so myself.

 

I had originally planned for this yarnbomb to go on the yarn walk, probably on one of the fences in the park, but after some of the yarnbombing got stolen (which made me feel very sad and a bit sick if I’m honest) it seemed like a better idea to have it inside Yarndale in Lucy’s crochet lounge bit.

 

One of the teaser photos I posted on Facebook a while ago.

I can’t imagine that anyone will want to make one of these for their very own, although if you do you must of course send me photos, but I have been working on it for ages and I just wanted to share a few of the details with you.

 

The yarn I used was all Stylecraft Special dk, and left to right the colours were:

House 1: Cloud Blue for the building, Lipstick and Cream for the roof, Pomegranate and Cream for the windows and Denim for the door and Sherbet for the door windows.

House 2: Aster for the building, Grey for the roof, Plum and Cream for the windows and Fondant for the door.

House 3: Fondant for the building, Lipstick for the roof, Navy and Cream for the windows, Aspen for the door and Spring Green for the window on the door.

House 4: Aspen for the building, Copper for the roof, Denim and Cream for the windows and Pomegranate for the door.

I made each house individually and then sewed them together at the end. The houses are all made with rows of treble crochet (UK), and I started with a chain of 84 plus 3 for turning. I wanted the buildings to be approximately square so I worked 42 rows which, with my tension, worked out to be square enough. Then I changed colour and crocheted another 12 rows for the roof.

 

The windows were a bit of a pain to make, I experimented by making one solid granny square and adding the white frame by crocheting a strip and sewing it on but it looked really messy. I then tried 4 Elmer Squares joined together but this was too large. Soooo in the end I adapted the Elmer Squares: the first round is TR stitches but then the 2nd and 3rd rounds are HTR stitches which made the windows small enough. These took me the longest part of the whole thing because although it looked simple there are 16 windows in total which means 64 small granny squares plus sewing in the ends and joining them together and then sewing in those ends too. And of course sewing them on to the finished houses! Sewing each window on took me a minimum of 20 minutes because let’s face it, I am dreadful at sewing. I can’t tell you what stitch I used because I don’t know. Needle in, through both bits and out again and then sew the end in securely! Boom, done.

 

The doors were easy enough, I think it was a starting chain of 24 plus 3 for turning. Just trebles again. For the door on House 1 I faffed around and made the windows integral but it was a lot of cutting and joining and it would probably be easier to make 6 little windows and sew them on. The window on House 3 was made and attached. I made a semi circle by just doing half of a flat circle pattern and then increasing in each stitch on the 2nd and 3rd row. It wouldn’t stand up on it’s own but sewn down it was ok.

I tried to match the details of Lucy’s photo at the top of her blog but it was tricky in places, for example interpreting gingham into crochet was a challenge! I winged it in the end and did stripes and then sewed red yarn through the white stripes and hoped that it would look gingham like from a distance. For the detailing on the door of House 2 I just got a long length of cream yarn and pulled it through approximately a third and two thirds of the way across.

 

The dormer window on the pink house was the BIGGEST headache. I had originally sewn the window halfway down the roof to make it look like the blog picture, intending to crochet down the sides and then make a triangle to go on the top. I find triangles a right pain to make anyway and it turns out that it’s just not possible to make a solid right angle triangle in the round with a base that wide. It looked dreadful and I stressed about it for ages and almost went and just bought red felt to glue on it. At the eleventh hour I had a brainwave and did a chain of (I think) 35 stitches, worked a row of TR’s into that and then decreased quite heavily on each end of each subsequent row. I think I did ch3 and then 3TRtog on the next stitches and then the same at the other end. This actually looked quite neat and as luck would have it the numbers worked out enough for me to bodge the top into a point.

 

As I had already attached the window I couldn’t pick the stitches without leaving messy holes, I sewed the triangle to the top of the window and then crocheted two 6-row bits of red to fill in the gaps at the side. You can see on the back that there is a gap but that’s ok as only the front was on show.

The chimneys are simply just rows of trebles crocheted across the tops of the roofs once they had all been sewn together. Lucy made and attached the flowers that you can see in the final version at Yarndale.

 

So. Forget all of the gorgeous yarn on sale. Forget the alpacas and the angora rabbits. Forget chatting to Lucy.

DID YOU SEE MY HOUSES??? hehe.

I’ve got more photos and things to share from the weekend later on, I have just been bursting to share this for ages!

Autumn

 

 

The vine by the canal changing from green to red. A chill in the air, a slight hazy fog over the town. Leaves drying, curling, yellowing and browning. The sound of a robin by the waterfall, singing his end-of-day song to his partner, and pausing for a reply. The sound of the water over rocks and the sight of my curly haired boy leaning out of his pushchair to see where the sound is coming from. The smell of the woodsmoke from the 30-minute tour canal boat and the sound of a mallard standing up and shrieking, the quack-uack-uack-uack-uack bouncing off of the ancient stone that supports the castle. The smell of lapsang souchong outside the house where the sunflowers are just about to go over. Elderberries and blackberries. Over the bridge. The kitchen garden is ready to harvest. A leafy canopy (the best kind) and moss growing on the stone wall. Dog! Dog! Dog! An excited leapy puppy makes my boy giggle and reach out. Squeezing to the side of the narrow road twice, three times to allow cars to trundle past. Then, we arrive at the chickens. Yes! The chickens! Ok, yes, you can come out of your pushchair. An eager boy cannot believe his luck and shouts loudly “DUCK! DUCK! DUCK!” at the chickens. He laughs, and points, and laughs some more and shouts to the “ducks” again and again. He looks to me as if to say, “Have you SEEN THEM, Mummy?” I let him stand his feet on the gate and we watch the chickens for a while. I love to make him happy and I love how the simplest of things amaze him. We wave goodbye to the chickens and meander home, happy that it is Autumn.