Wednesday, April 1, 2020

A Fresh Idea To Mend Social Distancing Woes


Grandma adopted my mom. She and grandpa had tried to have their own children for many years. The decision to adopt came on a whim one day when the neighbor across the street volunteered to babysit a little three-year-old girl. The little one twirled outside in her frock. She played with the toys and laughed. 



Grandma crossed the street, curious about this new visitor. The neighbor said, "Her mother  only recently died. There are five children, and the father doesn't know what to do. He says he can care for the older three children, but feels he must let the two little ones go for adoption."

Grandma watched the little girl play.

Not long after, Grandma and Grandpa signed adoption papers changing my mom's name and giving her a new home.

They lived on a large rectangular plot of land more deep than wide. Grandma cooked and sewed everything from scratch, including mom's clothes. In her free time she made quilts. Keeping in her frugal budget, Grandma took swatches from clothes mom outgrew and cut them into two-inch pieces. Over the fourteen years mom lived in their house, Grandma's two-inch piece stack grew big enough to design a quilt. 



A life quilt. 

How is a quilt different than a time capsule? They both tell a story about a period of time. One is buried, the other is displayed.

The story of Mom's years in Grandma's house. 

Throughout my years in my mom's house, this quilt was on her bed. She passed it on to my youngest sister.

We often think a story is told in the pages of a book. But a story can be told in so many other ways. In music. In art. Food. Interior Design. 

In Quilts and much more.

This quilt made by Grandma for Mom fits a queen size been. Look at all the tiny squares! 

The entire quilt is hand sewn. Grandma's stitches had precision lengths and spaces. She made many quilts and gave each grand child one when they became adults.



But quilts don't have to be big. They can be the size of placemats, wallets, and much more.







If you'd like to learn how to quilt a simple or huge project Edyta Sitar has a website. She is from Norway and connects with a global audience teaching the art of quilting. 

During this season of social distancing, she is giving away some free patterns. Check out her website that she calls:   Laundry Baskets Quilts. You'll love it!




Its a 20-20 year!
Who would have known a virus would have thrown the world 
 onto a crazy roller coaster ride! 
Hold on! 
We have a hope.

Announcing my new release coming in April!





If you're looking for some great reads whether drama, mystery, or fantasy visit my Amazon page where you will find the perfect read. Ebooks are on sale.

Link to Mary's books: https://amzn.to/2Fq4Jbm

Mary Vee loves to travel to places like New York City and Paris and infuse these amazing places in her stories. Mary is an award-winning author and writes for her king.  

Visit Mary at her WebsiteBlog, and her ministry blog to families: God Loves Kids. Or chat on Facebook or Twitter











Thursday, March 19, 2020

How Our Lives Haven't Changed










I have and probably will always be the first person to wake in my house or whatever dwelling I happen to be in. 





Like previous mornings, I am rewarded with the first colors splashing across the sky. First reds, oranges, and yellows. I snap the photo and show my family as they wake.













Like every other morning, my sleepy family is content to see my digital recording or early morning explorations.


They drink the second cup of coffee.

Shower after the water heater reheats.

Snore while I write.

Yawn while I walk out to the frosted tipped grass and breathe the crisp air.



Even with the social distancing there are other ways to see how our lives haven't changed.



Yeah, I’m okay with being first awake in the morning.







Its a 20-20 year!
It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing. 
Hold on! 
There's no looking back. No hindsight.

Announcing my new release coming in April!





If you're looking for some great reads whether drama, mystery, or fantasy visit my Amazon page where you will find the perfect read. Ebooks are on sale.

Link to Mary's books: https://amzn.to/2Fq4Jbm

Mary Vee loves to travel to places like New York City and Paris and infuse these amazing places in her stories. Mary is an award-winning author and writes for her king.  

Visit Mary at her WebsiteBlog, and her ministry blog to families: God Loves Kids. Or chat on Facebook or Twitter











Thursday, March 12, 2020

The Favorite Place To Eat in All The World, Grandma's Table



Grandma's photo book Photo by Mary Vee

Grandma’s dining room table had room for a dozen when opened to the full length. 

Years ago, when Grandpa was but a spry youthful newly-married man, he carried it into the house with the added help of neighbor John. It was squished to the smallest size and easily fit through the doorway. They set it on the hardwood floor in the dining area where it promptly dissolved in the large room. Grandma said she and Grandpa spoke in hushed tones during meals those first years to keep their conversation from echoing.



Grandma's table, china cabinet and crochet'd pillows
Photo by Mary Vee 

Their third year of marriage brought the addition of a handmade bookshelf hoisted into the house from Grandpa’s work shed. Grandma tenderly set the first photo books, each a long green rectangle shape with black pages donned with black corner pieces tucking edges of memories inking photo paper. Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings summed the last pages of each year. 







Photos inside Grandma's book - she glued them in
the book. Photo by Mary Vee
The first books witnessed the beautiful oak table with only two chairs. A few years later, when tots grew tall enough to sit at the table, four sturdy chairs designed to take the new family’s wear and tear sat around the sides. The first shelf of photo books reached capacity when one leaf opened the table to seat and feed six then eight when the eldest married. 

The year Jenny was born, another leaf was added. The latest photo book stood alone on the third shelf. Past photos showed signs of wear, sticky fingerprints, and coffee stains. The dining room seemed smaller with each addition.




The family didn’t care. It filled with more love, laughter, and corner to corner dishes, silverware, and serving platters. Milk spilled, juicy red strawberries topped and canned, and children’s crayon drawings added to the collection of stains in the wood grain 



To cover the strains, Grandma quilted this
tablecloth. Photo by Mary Vee
Grandma's face crinkled with smiles as she turned the pages touched with sweet holiday memories celebrated since the first day her dining room table entered the room. 

The end of yet another year came, and another sturdy chair was squeezed in at the corner farthest from Grampa’s seat, down by the other children. On the last page of this year’s photo book, the dining room table, designed to seat a dozen, shared more family love by seating a baker’s dozen. 

Grandma and Grandpa's family laughed, ate, sang, spilled, sopped, poured, drank, told stories both good news, and sad news. They hugged and said good night, until another year.

Its a 20-20 year!
It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing. 
Hold on! 
There's no looking back. No hindsight.


If you're looking for some great reads whether drama, mystery, or fantasy visit my Amazon page where you will find the perfect read. Ebooks are on sale.

Link to Mary's books: https://amzn.to/2Fq4Jbm

Mary Vee loves to travel to places like New York City and Paris and infuse these amazing places in her stories. Mary is an award-winning author and writes for her king.  

Visit Mary at her WebsiteBlog, and her ministry blog to families: God Loves Kids. Or chat on Facebook or Twitter








Thursday, March 5, 2020

Mom's Yardstick

Before I begin today's post I want to share fabulous news. Two exciting events happened this week!! 








The first. Sylvia's Secret is now in the library. Our local library has a cooperation with libraries throughout my state, which means, anyone in the state can now check out this book. Sylvia's Secret, A Christmas Story and Mary's other books













The second. The Selah writing competition announced the list of finalists My book, Fire and Thorn, a middle grade novel is a finalist. The winners will be announced the end of may at the writing convention. Here is the link if you would like more information about this story.

Fire and Thorn, a Middle Grade Fantasy and Mary's other books

Needless to say this has been a pretty exciting week!






On to today's story:

Mom was a seamstress. A natural. She never used a pattern or a tool to measure lengths or widths of fabric. She’d lay the large piece of rectangular material across the ping pong table in the basement. Shifting side to side marking her project with the cloth pencil, snipping there, trimming, and cutting, she chiseled the cloth like DaVinci chiseled stone looking for the final product waiting inside to be released. 

Mom carried the pieces two at a time to her black singer sewing machine. This was the moment. The only moment when her nearest offspring was summoned. The only time when a person from the family was welcomed into her private crafting world. “Thread the needle for me.”

Yes, I made this dress.
Shocker, I know.
She never could see the tiny eye. I moistened the end of the thread and with one try drove the cotton fiber through the tiny hole. She grabbed the thread’s tail and dismissed me. My contribution ended. Within a matter of hours she’d molded, sewed, trimmed, pressed, and fitted to her frame a new pair of pants or dress. 


Most of my childhood clothes were identical to my sisters, except the size of course. All made by Mom who first set a large piece of rectangular material across the ping pong table.

I don’t have a ping pong table. I thread my own needles. I had to teach myself how to sew because an artist like mom rarely shared the inside story. I sewed seams, ripped out the stitches, sewed them again, and ripped gain. Somehow, my oldest daughter, who was convinced she had been stolen from a crib in Buckingham’s palace had swirly, frilly, princess styles dresses every Easter as a child. 

My products rarely measured up to mom’s, by my little daughter hardly knew, as long as her dress swirled.


It's a 20 - 20 year 
It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing. 
Hold on! 
There's no looking back. No hindsight.


If you're looking for some great reads whether drama, mystery, or fantasy visit my Amazon page where you will find the perfect read. Ebooks are on sale.

Link to Mary's books: https://amzn.to/2Fq4Jbm

Mary Vee loves to travel to places like New York City and Paris and infuse these amazing places in her stories. Mary is an award-winning author and writes for her king.  

Visit Mary at her WebsiteBlog, and her ministry blog to families: God Loves Kids. Or chat on Facebook or Twitter

Wednesday, February 26, 2020

Right and Wrong At the Same Time



Photo Courtesy and Thanks to Pixaby.com

I opened the pages of a new book and began to read.

Snuggled under a soft, warm comforter with my pillow cushioning my back, I read by the single lightbulb on my nightstand.

The story captivated me by the first line. I read on, turning pages filled with picturesque scenes... 

Enraptured with the mystery unfolding...

The characters springing to life...



Twists and turns. Ups and downs. 

And the killing of my favorite character!

The hours swept by as I, the reader, so engrossed with each new word--

Accumulated all the necessary evidence provided by ink on the page...

So convinced, thanks to the seed planted by the opening line--

The whodunit.

The whys and wherefores.

Ready to read the last chapter with the answer. Hah. I figured it out before the detective!

I turned the pages, delve into the pages for my victory lap...

When, once again, as in all well-written mystery books, the detective dressed in black ink on a page, revealed all the reasons why I was wrong. All the clues I'd gathered were nothing but red herrings.

I was wrong.


...And I love the author for it.


It's a 20 - 20 year 
It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing. 
Hold on! 
There's no looking back. No hindsight.


If you're looking for some great reads whether drama, mystery, or fantasy visit my Amazon page where you will find the perfect read. Ebooks are on sale.




Link to Mary's books: https://amzn.to/2Fq4Jbm

Mary Vee loves to travel to places like New York City and Paris and infuse these amazing places in her stories. Mary is an award-winning author and writes for her king.  

Visit Mary at her WebsiteBlog, and her ministry blog to families: God Loves Kids. Or chat on Facebook or Twitter


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Tuesday, February 18, 2020

They Seem Like A Fairy Tale--I'm Sure They Really Are





Last week I drove to Tahquamenon Falls excited to see ice at the falls and saw a posted sign, Watch out for Moose.

Yeah. Right.

Snow covered portions of the sign. 









The yellow warning vehemently cautioned drivers of a supposed truth:  be on guard for the next two miles. This notice, like many fairy tells, refused to back down from a strong conviction. Surely, at some point, a moose had crossed this portion of the road.

In all the years of camping, living, and vacationing in Michigan's Upper Penninsula, I have never, ever seen a moose.






The truth is: bears barge into homes and raid kitchens. 

Bobcat and cougar roam freely, crossing the ice from Canada to UP island houses. 

Beaver drag trees and dam up water that later collapses and floods homes, 

But there has never ever ever been a moose. They simply don’t exist.

It’s not that I haven’t looked. I tried to validate the claim. Give the idea a chance. 





In my search for these fictitious creatures who are loved like unicorns, I’ve combed the sides of Denali, searched Alaskan cities and woods, and have driven to Canada. 

No matter what story you’ve read, what testimony you have heard, what stuffed head mounted in a ski lodge, I am here to tell you, there is no such animal as a moose. 









It simply is a fairy tale 

                                  ...and I’m sticking to it.















It's a 20 - 20 year 
It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing. 
Hold on! 
There's no looking back. No hindsight.


If you're looking for some great reads whether drama, mystery, or fantasy visit my Amazon page where you will find the perfect read. Ebooks are on sale.



Link to Mary's books: https://amzn.to/2Fq4Jbm


Mary Vee loves to travel to places like New York City and Paris and infuse these amazing places in her stories. Mary is an award-winning author and writes for her king.  

Visit Mary at her WebsiteBlog, and her ministry blog to families: God Loves Kids. Or chat on Facebook or Twitter