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Kate Ziehm

Perspective

The significance of a tree

September 7, 2022

The significance of a tree.  The big old pine has been with me my entire life.  It sits vigilantly by the old road, at the lake. The pine is not ancient in the way of trees. It’s a tall pine that managed to avoid the clutches of the hurricane back in 1938 when so many of the big pines got blown down and, as a result, still sit…

Travel

A ticket to the fair

August 28, 2022

Showing the cows, showing the pigs, showing the chickens. It’s volunteering to scoop ice cream at the 4-H milkshake booth, presenting art projects, and baking cakes. Bringing flower arrangements, quilts, and photography. All of it is a reason to go.   A reason to be a part of something bigger.  The county fair. It’s hot, sweaty, wet, chilly, and usually topped off with a torrential downpour. Blue ribbons,…

Lifestyle Perspective

Calling All Gnomes

August 21, 2022

It’s time for the fair! Once this hits your inbox, we will already be moving the cows in, shaking the flakes of hay out, and raking the alleyway for herdsmanship. Below is a piece I wrote years ago. It was prompted because one of the FFA leaders was looking for a garden gnome to complete their display at the fair.  The request gave me pause to think and recollect…

Travel

Are you in a pickle?

August 7, 2022

I have been in a pickle this summer; Tyler Ziehm has been in a pickle too! My pickle:  Too much work and not enough people to complete it.   Juggling during the summer is hard.  The kids are home, and everyone seems to be out playing! Without me!  Yikes, not sure how I can get out of this one!  But I will 🙂 Tyler Ziehm has been an…

Travel

Summer Camp: A right of passage

July 17, 2022

It’s a right of passage… Going away to summer camp. This morning, Sam headed off to his first overnight camp, Camp Oswegatchie, New York’s summer FFA camp. I thought back to when I went to camp, all those years ago.  Camp Nellie Huckins, a girl scout camp in northern NH.  My cousin, Jess, and I went together. All winter long, we had looked forward to it.  Planning our…

Family

4th of July Boat parade

July 10, 2022

Happy Sunday! Summer is now officially in full swing, the 4th of July came in with a bang! Like always, we spent our holiday weekend up at the lake in NH with family and friends. We were missing someone though. Tyler missed his first 4th of July at the lake ever. For good reason, he was in Michigan cultivating cucumbers. We missed him, but we are very happy that he…

Business

Jeronimo!!!

June 26, 2022

Jeronimo!  And thank you! I am sending out a big, heartfelt thank you, to all of those who helped with our Daily Dirt Campaign. It was a success! We generated enough money to keep on going. Design work is already underway, maybe an app launch by the end of the year? Fingers crossed, that’s what we are going to try for… but AFTER the launch of the Morning…

Family

My Dad keeps us afloat

June 19, 2022

My Dad keeps us afloat. It’s a very difficult job, but somebody has to do it! Always the caregiver, Dad, constantly goes about making sure that everything gets done for us.  Property management is his forte.  🙂  When things get tough, he is apt to hand us a $20 bill, or start doing some task to help, under mom’s direction, anything to restore our happiness. If we are…

Lifestyle

P.S. Get in the garden

June 12, 2022

“In every garden, there is a depth, and planted just under the surface is a foundation of hope…” –Author unknown I dig, I plant, I water…I love it! It’s been a week of gardening, yahoo!  We have waited all winter for this.  And this year, we planted some trees too! Trixie supervised, and now we water, water, water, and water some more. Not much to say this week,…

Lifestyle

The Old Barbed-Wire Fence

June 7, 2022

It was a sweet, summer night, early in August. The air was perfect as the sun was beginning to get low in the sky. The call came in during evening office hours. The farmer had a down heifer, up in Northfield, and needed the doc to come up and take a look. Donna was the vet on call that night; I was 18.  Matt, the vet student, was…