It makes me happy to see Orion in the sky.
Looking at it tonight, I thought, “East.” Suddenly, it clicked.
My childhood home was east of my grandmother’s house. The most likely time to walk from her house to mine at night is this time of year. (It’s only really visible in the winter when it gets dark earlier.) Orion would sit above my house like a guide. More than likely I would be happy from sweets, games, and stories.
Maybe there’s some association. And it might be all these years later, I am still reminded of these good times by seeing a named collection of stars.
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