It wasn't until I got home that I discovered the new lights shone with only a blue-white light instead of the possibility of rotating through red-blue-green color. Mark seems to like the steady LEDs better than the colored one, but it does lend the air of a helipad to the outdoor circle.
I suppose that I will have to move the gardening shepherd hooks and the LEDs to the edge of the yard instead of leaving them standing in the circle. Mark, or, more accurately, The Dog bumps into the hooks on a semi-regular basis. So I guess they're ceremonial hardware that's seldom used for full ceremony and are in the way of other users of the yard.
On the writing front, I've still working on one short story that has some plot holes in it. This is what I get for writing intuitively instead of by outline. It's possible that I want to add a few more characters and write different characters actions and reactions to the story situation.
On the research front, I've recently stumbled across an Egyptian ouroboros while reading an essay by Eric Horhung on Middle Kingdom Egyptian ontology – the tricky part is knowing how much the understanding of said ontology has changed in the nearly fifty years since the essay was written. Apparently Middle Kingdom Egyptian religion wasn't so interested in connection with local numina, nor in communion with a transcendent diety, but more in maintaining Maat, or order, in a kind of rejuvenating devotion that keeps them and the world from slipping into chaos and unmanifestation. At least that's my understanding, there's a dynamism to it that I haven't grasped yet.
On the OMG front, it looks like the public space that I go to to write is also used by a local conspiracy group with the phrase "for the children" in its name that uses words like "plan-demic." I am going to have to write at a different time or place.
