somewhere between boredom & the pot of gold buried in our hearts

Soft raindrops

It’s still raining for something like the fifth straight day and I’m bored.

OK, OK, we humans are not supposed to be bored.  We’re supposed to be able to find something to do.

There are lots of things I could do.

You want a list?

OK, let me compile one.

The pavement doesn’t end here. There isn’t any pavement any more.

1)  Make apple crisp.  Even though it’s the third apple crisp during the rainy month of September.  But apple crispy sounds delicious, doesn’t it?  It shall go in the oven soon.

2)  at the same time as the acorn squash from the garden.  One must conserve on propane, yes, because we want to save the Earth from excess greenhouse gases.  Squash and apple crisp shall bake simultaneously, but

3) they must bake before the pizza.  I am going to make some sort of squash sauce atop a pizza crust and add sautéed swiss chard from the garden.  I am not following a recipe, so please don’t ask.  The pizza must bake while the cook constructs

4) a tomato salad with tomatoes from the garden.  Am going hog-wild and adding olive oil and vinegar and maybe some chunks of feta or something decadent before Barry leaves to cover a high school varsity football game and  I

5) go back to staring at the computer because I’m bored OR

Dogs don’t care if it’s raining.

6) trek up or down the dirt road because it’s supposed to stop drizzling or downpouring and, you know, maybe the sun is coming out right now, but it’s come out before and then started pounding holy almost-hail and

7)  we need to wrap a box of gifties to send to San Diego in advance for the upcoming wedding and we need to pack it really really good and tight so nothing breaks and

8)  OK, I have a magazine I could read but am having trouble

9) responding to any more comments about grief this afternoon because suddenly am sad, sad, sad about what’s happening in Pakistan even though a rainbow arches across the sky somewhere here in the Upper Peninsula and I pray that one end of the rainbow burrows into Pakistan and one into Lake Superior and a pot of gold will be discovered at each end.

Perhaps you’re not bored. Perhaps you just need to change your glasses.

10)  I’ve typed this in fifteen minutes without editing and would you forgive me if I don’t respond to comments on this post because it’s the weekend and every weekend I read YOUR blogs, right?

11)  OK, OK, I COULD work on my township job, you’ve chiseled that out of me.  Yes.  But I don’t feel like it.  The boredom exists because there’s nothing novel which presents itself.  Nothing creative.  Nothing exciting. Nothing sunny because now it’s sprinkling again, tears from heaven, too much grief.

12)  Is it, dear readers, is it really the Fall Equinox this very day?  This very moment?  No, I have typed in error.  The Fall Equinox approaches on the morrow and brings with it a momentary hush in the world in which we can all realize our deepest dreams or at least find the pot of gold which is buried somewhere in each of our beating hearts, halfway between joy and grief, halfway between summer and winter, halfway between boredom and the exquisite next unknown moment.

Half way. You get to choose.

About Kathy

I live in the middle of the woods in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Next to Lake Superior's cold shores. I love to blog.
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32 Responses to somewhere between boredom & the pot of gold buried in our hearts

  1. susan blake says:

    Hi Kathy,
    Funny (tho not the haha kind) that rainy days over and over tend to wilt the spirit a bit. I’m that way today too, frantically making lists for myself so I can SEE on paper that there is stuff to do, and I KNOW there is, but can’t crank up enthusiasm for any of it. Which must be why, for the very first time ever, I am the first to comment here, since I’m hanging on this dumb computer as if it’s some intravenous infusion of something – geeez, how pathetic eh? I’m off to make some tea and start the laundry (woohoo) so I don’t have to do it Monday.

    Hope you have a good weekend – at least it sounds like you will be eating some yummies! Hang in there – the sun will return for us both!
    Hugs
    SuZen

  2. John Kuttenberg says:

    I am learning to be a child again playing in the rain. I am hunting out those pesky pins that mark the corners of the property in preparation for the men from the fence company. You are very welcome to come over and help ;-). I am chopping vines and cutting tall weeds. This has become a very popular project, it even got press coverage, but then again you know about that. All this is being done while raindrops are falling on my head. There is a song in there somewhere … hmmmm …

  3. Heather says:

    I was in Atlanta for most of our rains up here, but the evidence is clear on our roads. I’m enjoying the rain/sun/rain from the comfort of *my* couch. Home is so much nicer when you’ve been away 🙂

    Can I join you for dinner? The pizza, salad and dessert sound perfect! I had garden tomatoes for lunch and then made two ingredient (ish – brownie mix + canned pumpkin) for dessert.

  4. Brenda Hardie says:

    Oh Kathy…you don’t realize how creative you are with your posts! I do understand the sluggishness and boredom after several rainy/gloomy days in a row. Unfortunately, winter does that to me more often. The lack of color outside (mainly of the green variety), the lack of warmth and far too many gray and white days. Yes, there are brilliant sunny days but typically those are bitterly cold. Those days I sit by my window, snuggled in sweaters and afghans and extra socks and gaze at the bright blue sky, dreaming of summer. And then when it’s summer…I realize while I am sweating a river and swatting biting no see ums that I’m dreaming for winter. lol…are we never happy with the “now” we’re living in? I love fall, no matter if the colors are bright or dull (which seems to be the case for this fall…the drought will not permit bright colors) and even the rainy days. This time of year makes me feel like cleaning house…top to bottom…a type of nesting before winter sets in. If my knees allow it, I will walk and admire the change in the season. I hope you can get yourself out of the doldrums and see with new eyes, the beauty around you. You live on a bit of heaven on earth there in the woods of the UP. And your supper sounds delicious! I’m making pumpkin pancakes and sausage for supper. Tomorrow and Sunday I’ll be knee deep in tomatoes! Chin up honey…here’s a big hug for you…and some love ♥

  5. lucindalines says:

    Oh your rain sounds wonderful. We have sunny days and need the rain, I will send you sun if you send me rain, if only we could. Well, wishing you luck on that list.

  6. Connie says:

    Apple crisp and acorn squash sounds so good to me. I wish hadan acorn squash to bake, I would make it too.

  7. lisaspiral says:

    You really are having a rainy day day aren’t you. I suspect it’s even worse because you want to get yourself off to CA for the wedding instead of sitting around watching the rain. I’m finding myself doing a lot of cooking this week as well, it’s helping keep the house warm.

  8. a lovely homey post though a restless one– I feel restless too–there are things I should be doing, but do not feel like doing them

  9. Stacy Lyn says:

    Yes, halfway, sounds about right. Like halfway between the middle of nowhere and the middle of anywhere, which is what life is anyway, right?

    Have a good weekend. I shall try to do the same. It’s not been raining here, but I’ve been a little blue, too. ❤

  10. Lori DiNardi says:

    Ahh, rain is wonderful, but it does get boring after several days in a row. Hopefully it’ll stop raining by the time I get to Sweet Home Chicago. 🙂 The apple crisp and pizza sound yummy. I love swish chard.

  11. sybil says:

    Been raining here for several days too Kathy. Apparently it’s to continue for a few more with some heavy down pours. Yesterday it made me sleepy. I put my rubber boots on and took Wendy and Trey for a soggy walk along the cliffs at Hartlen Point. Today while it wasn’t raining I went to the shore and played with a small stream that was flowing from the sodden ground down the beach. I spent over an hour moving stones and playing in the water. Oh I had fun. And then I went stomping in puddles.

  12. Elisa's Spot says:

    Sharing those wet ripples was beautiful thank you.

  13. Rain, apple crisp, and a computer or laptop…manna from heaven; gifts from the gods!

  14. dearrosie says:

    I love homemade apple crisp. Love it. But somehow I’m not inspired to make it. Can you send me some inspiration along these lines perhaps…. or would be easier if I just invite myself over for a piece of pie?

  15. Colleen says:

    The pretty rain from those sweet Eaves
    Her unintending Eyes –
    Took her own heart, including ours,
    By innocent surprise.

    The wrestle in her simple throat
    To hold the feeling down
    That vanquished her-defeated Feat-
    Was fervor’s sudden crown.

    (Emily D)

  16. Dawn says:

    Apple crisp AND squash AND pizza? Can you come be bored here? Love your last line about choice.

  17. Karma says:

    I do so empathize with your feelings, and get this, I sometimes feel guilty for feeling bored. You’re right, there is always something to do, but if it isn’t what the heart or soul wants to do, the result is often boredom. Then I feel guilty for not doing those other things. Oh dear, what a vicious circle!
    Halfway between summer and winter – I never thought of it that way. Now I feel more guilty for sitting inside at the computer and not going outside before it is too cold and miserable to want to go outside!! 😉

  18. Karen says:

    Is sure sounds like you a very busy person for being bored. Maybe if it starts raining here, I will get as much accomplished as you.

  19. Carol says:

    You have beautifully expressed (no surprise there!) my feelings once winter has been here for a month or so – but I think what you are is restless rather than bored. Restlessness, for me, brings with it a rebellion against anything that should be done because it cannot do what it wants to do, which is to be where it is not.

  20. Sounds like you could use a good book to curl up with! You’re ahead of me – I’ve only made one apple crisp so far this year…

  21. Tammy says:

    That was an amazing finale!

  22. Kathy says:

    Thank you, dear friends, for sitting with me for a few minutes through Friday’s boredom/restlessness. It makes one feel less alone. Much love and gratitude for all of you…

  23. Joanne says:

    Kathy, I know you said you wouldn’t respond to comments this time, but I’m soooo curious…what exactly is apple crisp??! Maybe it’s something we know by another name in Australia, maybe it is uniquely American, but everyone here seems to love it! Now I’m hungry…. 🙂

  24. There are always lots of things we COULD be doing, but those may not be the fun things that we WANT to do….. and that’s when we get bored 😉
    Apple crisp does sound delicious!

  25. AnnieR says:

    How did the pizza turn out? I love both butternut squash and chard but never thought of pizza!

  26. Kathy says:

    Thank you for all your comments! **I appreciate every one of them–and you!** And Annie, the pizza….mehhh….not so great. We ate it, but it needed…something….

  27. I believe everything in this blog post except the statement that you are bored. I can’t believe you are EVER bored – you have too many delicious delightful sweet thoughts to ponder and then prepare, like a squash pizza or apple cobbler. They all turn out beautifully, no matter the ingredients you put together.

  28. Kathy says:

    Pssssttt, Roughwighting! My mind has OFTEN tried to convince me of boredom! It has been a life-long plague. When there are so many wonderful things to do. Should we believe our minds? Or should be just make squash pizza?

  29. Sometimes boredom comes, not from having nothing to do, but having so many things you want to do and can’t decide which one to start first! lol

    Your food concoctions all sound yummy and I’ll just bet your house smells delicious, too! Lovely photos, by the way. I like the half-light half-shadow tree and, especially, the raindrops on the flower. 🙂

  30. Kathy says:

    **thank you so much**

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