A Cormorant on the posts at Peter Pan was already in breeding plumage. The white thigh patch and white bristly feathers on the head may be attractive only to another Cormorant, but by any standards they have beautiful turquoise green eyes.

There was the usual unruly mob of waterfowl, but none more unruly than the triangle of the Red-Crested Pochard drake who fancies a female Mallard, and the Mallard drake who is trying to keep him away from her.

Someone was feeding birds near the Henry Moore sculpture. Ten Grey Herons stood around the edge of the crowd, waiting for a chance to dive in and grab some food.

A Jay looked impatiently at me because I was filming it instead of giving it a peanut.

The Little Owl near the Albert Memorial stared down from her oak tree.

There has been no sign of the owls at the leaf yard for some time. The male owl who uses this hole would never have tolerated a Stock Dove in it ...

... and there was an Egyptian Goose on top of their nest tree.

Probably they are inside the leaf yard, and we shan't see them again till there are leaves on the chestnut tree.

But there are signs of spring. A Long-Tailed Tit inspected some willow catkins, looking for insects.

The usual small birds came out of the leaf yard to be fed: Great Tits ...

... Blue Tits ...

... the solitary and very camera-shy Coal Tit ...

... and a pair of Nuthatches.

Some splendid pictures from Tinúviel in Spain. She has been to Monfragüe, where there were Griffon Vultures flying around the rocks ...

... and one bringing a twig to its nest.

There was also a female Blackcap in an olive tree, maybe looking for insects among the fruit.