Today's visitors to the rowan trees on Buck Hill included a Wood Pigeon ...

... and a Song Thrush.

Song Thrushes are heavily outnumbered by Mistle Thrushes here, and are also chased out of the tree by the Mistle Thrushes when these larger and more aggressive birds arrive.

The female Tawny Owl was in her usual place in the beech tree next to her nest tree, and was looking down in annoyance at a Magpie defying her on a lower branch.

But there was only one Magpie, and it soon went away and left her in peace. She was still there when I went past a couple of hours later.

The male Little Owl was in the chestnut tree next to his nest tree. His comfortable covered place will be bare soon, and he will have to find somewhere else. He may disappear into the leaf yard for the winter.

A Cormorant was washing itself vigorously on the Long Water.

The Little Grebe also appeared on the Long Water, but too far away for a picture.

A Great Crested Grebe was silhouetted by the evening light on the Serpentine.

The Pied Wagtails at the Round Pond, deprived by the recent works of the water edge they used to run along, have found that the gravel topping of the new pavement has small edible creatures between the stones, and have returned in good numbers. Here are four of them together.

Viewed from the Round Pond, a gaudy sunset made it look as if Barker's department store were on fire, with pigeons fleeing the blaze.