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Kali on the Outskirts of Town
She was banished to the outskirts of town by the patriarchy, but the outskirts are nicer than the center of town these days (not actually sure whether the latter is true).
She is unassuming on the surface and secretly wild, and she is completely self-sufficient.
I just reread Marilyn French’s The Woman’s Room and it has me thinking about Kali.
Photo taken in front of the Kali temple just outside of Chidambaram on January 1, 2014.
State of the Garden
I went out into the garden right after I sat for meditation this morning. Even at 7 a.m., the air was hot summer thick. I harvested cherry tomatoes, a handful of green beans, a cucumber, a red onion, and some garlic greens, basil, and a jalapeno pepper. Then I went back inside and practiced some asana and cleaned house in anticipation of a guest arriving for lunch. I weeded a little, but did not fully plunge into all that could be done.
I have lots of epazote. Anybody need some for planting or for cooking? I let only a little go to seed many years ago, and it comes back in force every year. I let it grow wild between the bricks of my patio, but keep it out of beds and containers. It could be a real challenge in a more open garden, but in my constricted, urban setting, inviting the useful, invasive plants to grow where nothing else will grow is a good use of space.













