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When I was a kid, the first constellation that I learned was the Big Dipper, and oh yeh, the little one too.

Second, and very easy to see was Orion. The warrior.

After that, I got tired of star watching and can't remember looking to find another constellation. Too dark, too cold, too little reward.

So, thrilled to see the guy coming up in the east this morning.

Back again, wielding that sword. Flexing all those muscles.

The admiration of the muscles came later.

What the appeal was way back then is hard to figure.

Perhaps the thrill of knowing something no one else I knew knew.

Of course, they also did not care about it.

As is the case today I suppose.

But that is too bad for you.

Here he is again.

Deal with it.

Labels: astronomy