No wonder the ancients called it the “red planet”! She’s easy to pick out and easy to find --about seven o’clock from the waxing gibbous moon.
(Sorry for the Northern Hemisphere-centrism – don’t want any more Aussies mad at me, I know how they can get.)
Of course, if you look at it straight-on, it’s not red per se. But the edges of the light are tinged with red. It’s an “impressionistic red.” Cool.
Mars. Up in the sky. Enjoy it while it lasts. Or better yet, wait till tomorrow at twilight and see Venus and Mars in the sky at the same time!
The Big Dipper is also up these days.
Now, if only it weren’t for that damn Kragen next to my house, with its all-night lights…
