I saw Mars really clearly the other night.
And it was so obviously
the Red Planet. It hung low in the sky, was ruddy and was identifiably a planet - much smaller than the moon but far larger than any star.
I began to realise why so many sci-fi novels feature Mars - it's so close, spacially.
Then I woke up
Mars is visible to the naked eye of course, and I have seen it.
But it was nowhere near as spectacular as in my dream.