Chasing Orion into the Rising Sun
OK. The raison d'etre for this post is just the title. Like with
a friend, the title just popped into my head, and I had to write something about it.
It was Diwali, and I was on my way to the City of Angels on an overnight bus ride. At around 3 a.m. in the morning, nodding off at the window, I just chanced to look up at the night sky - Lo and Behold!
The constellation of Orion; each star scintillating! Resplendant! Set against the pitch blackness of the cool Californian night sky. There is something magical about travelling across the planet Earth, racing across a small strip of land in southern California, surrounded by mountains, and watching Orion and Sirius shine brightly at you through the pitch blackness, slowly sliding out of view, as the Sun prepares to rise in a few short hours....
a friend, the title just popped into my head, and I had to write something about it.
It was Diwali, and I was on my way to the City of Angels on an overnight bus ride. At around 3 a.m. in the morning, nodding off at the window, I just chanced to look up at the night sky - Lo and Behold!
The constellation of Orion; each star scintillating! Resplendant! Set against the pitch blackness of the cool Californian night sky. There is something magical about travelling across the planet Earth, racing across a small strip of land in southern California, surrounded by mountains, and watching Orion and Sirius shine brightly at you through the pitch blackness, slowly sliding out of view, as the Sun prepares to rise in a few short hours....