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(Repost) Twentieth Minor Spirit of October: The Night Song
Reposted from...elsewhere.
Twentieth Minor Spirit of October
The Woman in Khaki
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.
Of course you've heard about the Woman in White of Stow Lake. Possibly even the more tragic Green Woman of Lily Pond. But have you heard of the Woman in Khaki of Vasona Lake and Guadalupe Creek? I didn’t think so.
The story says that in foggy mornings, in places ranging from Vasona Park to the Los Gatos Creek recharge ponds, people will see a woman clad all in light tan, silently smoking a cigarette and scowling furiously. If approached or hailed, she will silently walk into the water, disappearing without a trace.
The legends behind the Woman in Khaki are pretty typical, involving a feckless fiance or husband, betrayal, suicide by drowning, you know the drill. Human minds really do run on predictable lines. And now, they say, of course, she's doomed to wander the lakeside. Or she will beckon to attractive young people from the water, inviting them to watery doom.
Which is nonsense of course. She’s too busy to lure people into the lake, even if there weren’t clearly posted signs saying ABSOLUTELY NO SWIMMING.Unlike her dilettante sisters up north, she has work to do. That whole area is her responsibility, and the water levels alone should be enough to worry about. But the flood control locks are constantly rusting, the PH in the ponds goes off, there’s algae blooms, and people insist on dumping their aquariums into the flood control basins. And then there's the geese.
Please. Don't ask about the geese.
My point is, she really has no time or patience for noisy messy people who cannot be bothered to read clearly lettered signs.
Still, she CAN be summoned or propiated. Go to her altar just as the sun touches the horizon, and make a sacrifice of a turbibimeter or ph meter, a box of unfiltered Marlborough's (no menthols), and a Manhattan cocktail in a biodegradable cup.
If it all goes well, you may smell cigarette smoke and a voice will whisper from behind you. “Absolutely no swimming.” Do not turn around or say anything. Remain in a position of supplication until the smell fades and then back away without looking behind you until you reach the asphalt road.
That should fix the problem your organic garden is having with it's drainage. Just remember, she really does have a temper. Do you remember the big floods the other year? Where the entire creek basin was impassable?
I told them, unfiltered, no menthols. Really, some people.
Twentieth Minor Spirit of October
The Woman in Khaki
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.
Of course you've heard about the Woman in White of Stow Lake. Possibly even the more tragic Green Woman of Lily Pond. But have you heard of the Woman in Khaki of Vasona Lake and Guadalupe Creek? I didn’t think so.
The story says that in foggy mornings, in places ranging from Vasona Park to the Los Gatos Creek recharge ponds, people will see a woman clad all in light tan, silently smoking a cigarette and scowling furiously. If approached or hailed, she will silently walk into the water, disappearing without a trace.
The legends behind the Woman in Khaki are pretty typical, involving a feckless fiance or husband, betrayal, suicide by drowning, you know the drill. Human minds really do run on predictable lines. And now, they say, of course, she's doomed to wander the lakeside. Or she will beckon to attractive young people from the water, inviting them to watery doom.
Which is nonsense of course. She’s too busy to lure people into the lake, even if there weren’t clearly posted signs saying ABSOLUTELY NO SWIMMING.Unlike her dilettante sisters up north, she has work to do. That whole area is her responsibility, and the water levels alone should be enough to worry about. But the flood control locks are constantly rusting, the PH in the ponds goes off, there’s algae blooms, and people insist on dumping their aquariums into the flood control basins. And then there's the geese.
Please. Don't ask about the geese.
My point is, she really has no time or patience for noisy messy people who cannot be bothered to read clearly lettered signs.
Still, she CAN be summoned or propiated. Go to her altar just as the sun touches the horizon, and make a sacrifice of a turbibimeter or ph meter, a box of unfiltered Marlborough's (no menthols), and a Manhattan cocktail in a biodegradable cup.
If it all goes well, you may smell cigarette smoke and a voice will whisper from behind you. “Absolutely no swimming.” Do not turn around or say anything. Remain in a position of supplication until the smell fades and then back away without looking behind you until you reach the asphalt road.
That should fix the problem your organic garden is having with it's drainage. Just remember, she really does have a temper. Do you remember the big floods the other year? Where the entire creek basin was impassable?
I told them, unfiltered, no menthols. Really, some people.