Can you hear the birds? They’re there. A song, a chirp, a whistle. Squirrels squirrelly chasing across branches and limbs. Can you hear a buzz outside? Green is in the air, and growth greets each new day. Why would this not be the same for the night sky? Why would the cosmos be any different? It’s not. But before turning the page to another celestial season, I must first bid a fond farewell to those special seven sisters. That wispy Pleiades {Messier 45} open star cluster dom