Yesterday’s high was in the mid-seventies. Shorts, and t-shirt weather! We had to get out. It was such a beautiful day. So, we headed over to Tower Grove Park for a walk. In celebration of this early spring bounty, I wore the Resplendent Quetzal t-shirt that I had picked up in Costa Rica. It sports a jungle camo pattern fabric and an image of the bird on the chest. I bought it there at the state-run gift shop that we visited, their measure to help fight the scourge of cheap foreign knockoffs. Anyway, with this bird emblazoned upon my chest, plus Anne and her Nocs, it was easy to identify us as birders or as Anne likes to tell, wanna-be birders. On a spur trail, the northwest corner of that park houses a bird garden. It has been left wooded and has a fountain at its center, an important feature during the heat of the summer. None of the trees have leafed out yet, so we did not see any birds of note, but we did see plenty of other birders hanging out there. We are in the mist of the spring migration, which really brings out the birds and birders. We ended up swapping stories with them for a while and then Anne got out her phone and started showing off her Costa Rica photos. It was a grand time, spent luxuriating in the warm afternoon sun. With that visit and another one later that involved someone else’s baby, we only got about halfway around the park, before it was time to bag the walk and head home.