Bruce Van Dyke

in the west, there are three birds that are known for singing during the night, and often especially on the full moon.  These are the yellow-breasted chat, the sage thrasher, and the mockingbird.  all are terrific songsters who, when they’re in the mood, love to show off their stuff.

In the next couple of nights, you just may hear one of these guys cut loose.  if so…..lucky you!  (on the night of tuesday the 26th, true to form, the local mockingbird here in the ‘hood went ALL NIGHT with his singing. an amazing performance. this bird started at 11, burned right up until dawn. and then…..he sang some more. he’s obviously feelin’ good about summer!)

this pic is ripe for a caption contest…….

“holy guacamole.  he just called me Dizzy Dean Heller!”

(for all us old gaffers who remember ole Diz…..who used to call the Game of the Week on CBS every saturday afternoon with Pee Wee Reese.  back in the day when there was exactly ONE, count it one baseball game per week on tv…..usually from Yankee Stadium! one of Dizzy’s trademark lines–“As you seen on your screen”)