Evening Sunlight

May 1, 1998

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Evening sunlight has always been my favorite kind of light. It brings back memories from childhood of sitting on a porch in the country and eating watermelon after a long summer's day of playing. In the summer the light is even redder and I can remember as a kid walking on the sidewalk outside our store one evening, peering out from under my hair, and wondering at how it turned my hair into this glowing red mass from my vantage point. (I was one of those kids who, when I was in pre-school, liked to hold my multicolored skirt over my head to see all the kaleidoscope colors glowing from the light behind it. I never changed--I just stopped lifting my skirt in public.) Anyway, evening sunlight makes me think of relaxing outdoors in the summer after a tiring but beautiful day. It makes me think of the magic of the ordinary transformed at that magical time of day, of taking time to really see the beauty around me. Again, I'm trying to invite this attitude to stay with me by naming this month's journal volume after it.

 

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It's getting warmer and I've taken to sitting outside on the deck (my waterlily cafe) again to just relax and enjoy the air. Maybe you can imagine pulling up a chair and letting the evening sunlight soak into you, watching the sun set and sipping some Arizona Green Tea with me. In my mind's eye, I can see this, because my readers have become dear to me. Perhaps I wouldn't get along with everyone who reads this journal--how could I know? But I can ignore this because so many of you have been so kind to me and have become people I care about. And in my imagination, we come here sometimes to just sit and enjoy the evening, maybe chat some, maybe just sit in companionable silence as the sky slowly dances on the water.

 

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Later.... Wormie has been keeping Mark amused by knocking his pen off the coffee table. Mark keeps putting it back on the table and saying, "no... no... the pen belongs on the table." Wormie then knocks it off again and Mark giggles hilariously and starts all over again putting the pen back on the table. Then I chimed in, "Oh, by the way, Wormie, would you put that pen on the floor for me?" Swipe! "Thanks, Wormie." At which Mark is just busting up laughing and I'm yucking it up in between casual comments like, "When you're done with the pen, leave it on the floor, ok, Worm?" Swipe! "Yehehe!," goes Mark, "no... no... the pen goes on the table." Swipe! I couldn't figure out which one was playing with which. They were so cute. And that cat is awfully proud of the human he picked out for me. I am so in love with that man.

 

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Japanese crest

May Guardian

Aset

This is Aset, Guardian of the Past, Ancient History and Myths. I've adopted her to guard my May 1998 volume of my journal, Evening Sunlight because although as I write in my journal I'm recording the present, it soon becomes the past. So she seemed like a good guardian to care for this volume of the journal. She'll be my buddy, helping me spell check and correct typos and such, and will then watch over these pages for me as today travels into the past.

 
 

china marker

Took pictures in the basement again today under the fluorescent lights down there. Again, I was just sort of messing around, but I got two images I really like.

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neat sites
Amanda's Page Guardian Adoptions is one of the neatest cyber adoption places there are. You can adopt a gorgeous handmade guardian for your pages, or just check out all the neat guardians Amanda has made.

Another of the best and my favorite cyber adoption agencies is AngelFae's. There's faeries, babes, mermaids, sprites and more. AngelFae makes all her cyber people by hand, and they're all incredible. She also makes special limited edition holiday faeries for most of the holidays, so I try to check back often to collect them all.

And since I'm getting this page updated a bit late, I'll go ahead and mention my friend Laura's new Geisha adoption agency right here. It's really neat, and she's going to be adding more geishas and some accessories in the future. Actually, we're both going to be having geishas and geisha accessories, and sort of be sister-agencies with each other, but I'm a slowpoke and don't have mine ready to go yet.

 
 

complete and shameless sucker for praise...

The Dark Crystal Award of Excellence

This was such a cool surprise. It's for Ginkgo's Pile of Leaves and it sort of felt like a home-warming gift since I received it right after I moved into my new server and domain.

from the letter I received:
"I have been to your site a long time ago but I lost the url, now I have found it again, and I am so happy I did - your site is so beautiful! It has such a wonderful "simple" layout and the colors are lovely! And the content... everything is great... *smile*

"I would like to offer you my "Dark Crystal Award of Excellence"!

"If you accept it I will send the award to you! Thank you for a great site! *smile*"

 
 

cliff notes

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I thought since very few people check out the about page or read the archives, it might be nice to put some info in on the first of each month for new readers. Perhaps not everyone has discovered the Secret Bat Cave entrance, which is a low-graphics index of the most recent entries for people who check back and reload often to check for updates. I also have a notify list right now for people who want to be informed each time I update this journal. (The notify list is private and uses blind cc's, so no one else but me would know you're on it, in case you're shy.)

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And the name of my journal can be confusing, so I'll try to clear that all up here, too. The name of my journal is Dreaming Among the Jade Clouds. Just that. And each volume in this journal has it's own title, so May is called Evening Sunlight, one volume in Dreaming Among the Jade Clouds--kind of like chapter titles, see? So each month has a new title, but the journal itself, as a whole, will always be Dreaming Among the Jade Clouds.
 
quote
"A good relationship has a pattern like a dance and is built on some of the same rules. The partners do not need to hold on tightly, because they move confidently in the same pattern, intricate but gay and swift and free, like a country dance of Mozart's. To touch heavily would be to arrest the pattern and freeze the movement, to check the endlessly changing beauty of its unfolding. There is no place here for the possessive clutch, the clinging arm, the heavy hand; only the barest touch in passing. Now arm in arm, now face to face, now back to back - it does not matter which. Because they know they are partners moving to the same rhythm, creating a pattern together, and being invisibly nourished by it."
--Anne Morrow Lindbergh from Gift from the Sea

 

scent of plum blossoms
on the misty mountain path
a big rising sun
--Basho

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