Friday 16 February 2018

A Grey Heron ate an apple core, something that none of us had seen before. It had some difficulty swallowing it, and took several drinks from the lake to ease it down.

The female Little Owl near the Albert Memorial was in her usual place in the oak tree basking in the sunlight, but Alastair James got a much better picture yesterday, of the pair side by side in the hole.

This evening Tom saw the male owl in a nearby tree, but it was too dark for a good picture.

The female owl near the Henry Moore sculpture was also visible in her lime tree.

This is Neil's video of him feeding Great Tits and one of the Nuthatches at the leaf yard, followed by a Starling singing, first at normal speed and then in 8x slow motion, in which the Starling's dinosaur roars are remarkable.

There were two Goldcrests in the yew tree near the bridge, and this one in the nursery enclosure where the greenhouses are.

It was also a good day for seeing Wrens, with one at the Magazine Gate and another on a tree near the bridge.

A Blue Tit looked very fine on a branch in the leaf yard.

So did a Starling in its wonderful brocade plumage.

There were three Pied Wagtails running around at the bottom of the Parade Ground.

One of the pair of Mistle Thrushes near the Serpentine Gallery perched in a tree.

A Little Grebe was fishing under the willow next to the bridge.

A pair of Gadwalls were quietly elegant in the sunshine ...

... which also brought of the green iridescence on the head of a Tufted Duck.

A pair of Egyptian Geese did a bit of maintenance on the edge of the Serpentine.


  1. The voice of a starling can be a very scary thing. Exhibit A

    1. That really is rather eerie, like being a schizophrenic and hearing the voices talking to you.