Shortly before dawn I stepped onto the patio to look at the stars.
Just at his meridian, Orion was clear and bright, his bow clearly visible, Betelgeuse quite red. To the west, Taurus and the Pleiades, Aldebaran also visibly ruddy. To the north of both, Auriga, its famous clusters visible to the naked eye.
Gemini was extremely clear; not just Castor and Pollux, but the entire asterism. Two brothers, arms around each other’s shoulders for eternity. I wonder what that would be like.
Needless to say, Sirius and Procyon were bright and clear; Sirius was a brilliant blue-white.
Perseus was high overhead, also bright and clear despite the approaching sun.
There’s a commercial for Audi that says “progress means turning the night into day.” That is as far from progress as Taurus is from Sagittarius. And that’s as far as you can go.