The Little Owl was back in her usual tree after twelve days without a sighting.

A pair of Jackdaws came out from under a bush in the leaf yard. They have bred up to considerable numbers after their return a few years ago.

A Grey Heron posed in an autumnal setting on the fallen horse chestnut tree in the Long Water.

Above it, a Robin sang from a hawthorn bough.

On the other side of the path, a Goldcrest was rushing around in a catalpa tree. Tom got a quick shot of it.

A Grey Wagtail was hunting insects on one of the rafts of water plants at the east end of the Serpentine -- or what used to be a raft of plants until a pair of Mute Swans nested on it and systematically trashed it.

It found several larvae in the debris.

A Great Crested Grebe a few yards away caught several fish.

The Little Grebe on the Round Pond was in an irritable mood and bit a Coot that got too close to it.

There were Cormorants all over the island.

The second pigeon-killing Lesser Black-Backed Gull left its latest meal unguarded for a moment, and a young Herring Gull swooped in, seized it, and began to carry it away over the lake.

The young bird dropped the pigeon when it saw the killer about to attack, and the Lesser Black-Back hauled its meal back out of the water.

A Moorhen in the Italian Garden admired its chick, now a hulking teenager.

On the Serpentine, the Black Swan saw me and cruised over for his daily offering.

There was a Kingfisher on the Long Water, seen for a brief moment before it disappeared behind a bush. One Kingfisher was also reported from St James's Park, where recently there have been two. This supports (though not strongly) my theory that we share our Kingfishers with the other park.