A yew bush near the Henry Moore sculpture had a Wren ...

... and a Song Thrush in it.

Although there are Wrens all over the park, easy to spot by the tremendous racket they make, there are sadly few Song Thrushes, and their numbers don't seem to have been boosted yet by the arrival of winter migrants. Numbers of Blackbirds and Mistle Thrushes also appear to be down.

An almost dead horse chestnut tree behind them had this elegant fungus on it.

I suppose it's a Chicken of the Woods, though it's browner than the usual bright yellow of this species. It slightly resembles the roof of Zaha Hadid's extension to the Magazine, which faces it across the path,  but the natural growth is far more beautiful than the slack curves of the building.

Update: Mario says it's a Dryad's Saddle (Polyporus squamosus).

The solitary young Egyptian Goose at the Round Pond is clinging to life. It was attended by both parents -- or at least they were hanging around in the same area.

Several hundred Starlings were whirling in formation over the pond on their evening manoeuvres. Here the low sunlight catches their undersides as they turn in unison. Although their numbers seem to be increasing, there are still too few for an impressive display. But it's a beautiful sight.

While the Black Swan is being extremely aggressive to the white Mute Swans, it is leaving the grey young ones in peace. Black Swans also have grey cygnets, so they tolerate juvenile birds of that colour.

A young Herring Gull was playing with a stone on the north shore of the Serpentine.

This may be the playful gull usually seen on the other side, since its usual area has been cleared by the fierce adult I photographed yesterday, which was still strutting up and down its bit of shoreline today.

The male Little Owl was on his favourite branch.

The female was in the other tree, but more visible than she usually is, and also calmer about having a camera pointed at her.