It’s twilight, but night still has a tight hold of the sky. Outside my window I can see a constellation of stars arch above the dark treetops, a faint grey light outlines their silhouette. Dawn’s not far behind.
I don’t know why I’m up so early: side effects from allergy medicine; stress of selling a house; anxiety over moving? Who knows, but I doubt knowing will help me sleep.
So, what are those stars? I count 9 visible ones. I’m directionally challenged, but I believe the windows face north east. There’s one star at the top left and one diagonally below it which align with five more in a gentle arc. The last two stars are lined above the sixth one. I’m sure I’m missing important pieces to identify this constellation, but the waning crescent moon has risen and the stars fade into the morning twilight. It’s 6 am.
I’m tired and I can’t recall any of the items on my to-do list that made me restless. Maybe I’ll go check out old out old “Jack Horkheimer: Star Gazer” episodes on YouTube to refresh my five-minute astronomy knowledge. I have a feeling that morning twilight star gazing is going to be a hobby.
I’ve been thinking of getting some old German ‘flak’ binoculars for just this reason. They should be great for stargazing, not much else to see at long distance in this place.