A Walk from Dusk to Dawn

I’m busy training for an 18-mile overnight walk to raise money for the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention and I’m excited for two reasons:

  1. It’s a great cause that means a lot to me. The AFSP does research, education, outreach and helps people in crisis and people who are grieving.
  2. The walk will be a big mental and physical challenge. The poetry of an endurance walk with a goal of reaching sunrise should not be lost on any one who has struggled with depression, anxiety, substance abuse or other mental illness, or watched a loved one struggle.

It works like this: At about 7 p.m. on June 28, several hundred new friends and I will start walking from the Philadelphia Art Museum, along Boathouse Row, then back down the Ben Franklin Parkway to Logan Square (which is actually a circle), to Love Park (no skateboarding allowed!), through City Hall, to Independence Hall, to Society Hill, along the Delaware River, then shooting back across to Rittenhouse Square (which really is a square and where I spent many a lazy afternoon in my early 20s), across the bridge to Penn’s campus and then back up to the Art Museum by 5 a.m. on June 29. Phew. I’m wiped out just typing it.

I’m training 5 out of 7 days for the walk, going at least 4 miles a day at this point. Happily, I have good sneakers, a Fitbit Flex pedometer bracelet, a Map My Walk app for outside walks and a treadmill for inside walks.

Handy training schedule.

Handy training schedule.

Today, I walked 2 miles outside and then ran out of errands, so I continued for 3 miles inside on the treadmill. I’m discovering that episodes from the the various versions of Law & Order are perfect to watch while on the treadmill. No real backstory needed and it’s always on.

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This is at about 4.5 miles out of my 5 miles today. I don’t normally carry a moose while training, but Irving will be in my backpack during the walk, so he should be in the training pics for realism.

If you wish to support me and the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, please do.

 

And the winners are…

Earlier this week, I posted a sewn scarf tutorial. I also promised to give away the two scarves I made to two lucky winners chosen at random. Without further ado, the winners are…

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Janell and Jennifer!!! I’ll be contacting you to see where to send them.

And a big thank you to everyone who commented on the post and shared it with others! If you use the tutorial, I’d love to get pictures of your masterpieces!

Tutorial: Easy, sewed scarf with a fringe

By Martha Michaela Hutchman Brown
aka Marf

This long scarf is super easy to make. It could be your second-ever machine sewing project. No pattern. Very little measuring. And, because of the wrapping and scrunching nature of scarves, if you make a boo-boo or two, no one will notice.

Finished Scarf

You can do it. In fact, with only 2 yards of fabric, you can make two (TWO!) 10 inch x 68 inch scarves (one for you and one for a grateful buddy) in an afternoon. And a chunk of that afternoon won’t even involve any heavy lifting on your part because your washing machine will be making the fringe for you. Continue reading

MarfDaze’s Black Friday Etsy Shopping Suggestions

By Martha Michaela Hutchman Brown
aka Marf

Whimsy. It’s what I love.

Many times I’ll buy fabric simply because I:

a.)  Can’t believe somebody drew that goofy, goofy thing.

and

b.) Can’t believe that they committed that goofy thing to quilt-weight cotton posterity.

Like this:

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Because cats watching a scary movie!

What I superlove is the knitting cat. Because a movie audience isn’t complete without a random knitter. (An aside: A few weeks ago I saw a lady knitting while powerwalking past the Haverford Township Free Library. Is knittercise a thing now?) Continue reading

A Moose Loose in Ireland

By Martha Michaela Hutchman Brown
aka Marf

Dear Readers, I’m swamped with work and sewing and stuff, so I’ve asked a guest blogger to fill you in on our recent adventures. 

Love, love, love, Martha

Hi. I’m Irving. I’m a moose. I usually live on a shelf in Martha and David’s kitchen. But recently they took me on a two-week trip to Ireland.

If you don’t like looking at other moose’s travel pictures, I suggest you skip this post. It’s almost all pictures — my hooves make it difficult for me to type long essays. But I’ll keep it pithy and entertaining.

Here I am going through security at Philadelphia International Airport. It was like a log flume ride, but with more radiation.

Here I am going through security at Philadelphia International Airport. It was like a log flume ride, but with less water and more radiation.

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