This is a lame, stolen image that very closely resembles what I've seen each morning for the last couple weeks when I take my dog for her walk at 5:30AM.
Maddie and I head out down the street to the east and I'm barely off the porch when I see that planet. It's hard to miss, being the brightest thing in the eastern sky. And every morning, I say "good morning, Venus."
Orion is to the south and I can easily see the nebula when the ambient light isn't bad. To the north, predictably, is Ursa Major - the big dipper - and from there I can find Polaris (the north star).
It's great to go on an early-morning walk and look up, but the fargin' dog keeps dragging me off God knows where, and I have to pull my gaze from the sky so I don't get hit by a car. :/ Yesterday morning, when we were in the park at the far end of the street and there was no car traffic, I could look up for a while and saw a couple satellites. I guess gazing on that is the human equivalent of sniffing around bushes as dogs do....
On the way back heading west, I say "good morning, Jupiter" because it and the moon are high in the western sky.
It makes me feel really good about things, because I'm dealing with an awesome dog and two planets that don't give me any crap.