Thus far, September hasn't decided to get cool, but I've waited this long, so I can be patient. Orion is now well clear of the trees before the sky begins to pale. I go out to view his progress every night. I'm not sure, but I think that in a few days he might be impaled on the waning crescent moon. That's something I don't recall having seen before, but then I haven't paid much attention before. This time I'm going to watch.