Willow and I were up early to take advantage of the new moon’s dark skies. It may be too early in the fall to detect zodiacal light. The sky turned from dark to predawn blue. The meteors refused to fly, yet one iridium flare lit the sky. It’s a reminder just how many satellites orbit the earth.
A scatter of stars.
Willow sniffed the wind and became soaking wet tramping through the dewy low brush. Thats what bush dogs do. We arrived home just before light as Orion’s companion Sirius peaked over Nutmuqcin.