A lovely, still, warmish evening out on the deck. We're in our chairs, leaning back in repose, watching another beautiful Arizona sunset across the Estrellas. The grandkids have gone home, the pool area has been picked up, the cats are cautiously reappearing. We're into our second glass of a piquant merlot as planets and then stars appear in the firmament.
"Oh! I can see - what do you call it, that line of stars!" she points high into the southwest. "That's Orion's Belt" I intone helpfully. "Ahhhh" she says with as much feigned interest as a second glass of wine allows.
"Do you see that bright star there, lower and to the left?" I inquire in my most socratic professorial manner. "MmmmHmmm" she affirms.
"That's Sirus, in mythology it's Orion the Hunter's dog. Like a dog, Sirius follows Orion across the sky and is the brightest star visible from Earth" I continue, warming now to the subject.
"Oh, Sirius! Isn't that where we're getting all our music from now?" she cheerily responds.
I almost damage the ligaments in my neck, snapping my head around in sudden and horrified dismay.
"Heh heh heh Gotcha" she murmurs through her little Mona Lisa smile.
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