On a grey day there was nothing remarkable to see, just the familiar birds going about their business.
A Pied Wagtail was running around beside the Serpentine.
Some Long-Tailed Tits passed along the edge of the Long Water.
This is one of the pair of Coal Tits near the bridge. I haven't seen more than one for some weeks, and feared that one of them might have died, but today they both came down to be fed.
A Goldcrest was flitting around in the bushes behind them, but it was impossible to get a picture without at least one twig in the way.
A half-eaten apple had been stuck on the railings for the Rose-Ringed Parakeets, but a squirrel made off with it.
A Black-Headed Gull beside the Serpentine was trying to swallow a very large piece of bread.
Another was preening its wings.
A Grey Heron stared down from a nest on the island.
The two nests are almost permanently occupied, and it look as if the herons are claiming their nesting sites well in advance of the breeding season. But the three baskets put up for them on the west side of the Long Water have been completely ignored.
A Greylag Goose was washing.
A pair of Egyptian Geese had their feathers ruffled when they walked downwind.
Gadwall drakes are not at all showy, but a close-up view shows the beautiful patterns on their feathers.
Pochard drakes are also finely patterned.
The female Little Owl near the Albert Memorial came out to the front of the hole in the early afternoon.