It was my first day back in the park after injuring my ankle, and most of the old favourites turned out to meet me. The female Little Owl near the Albert Memorial wasn't visible at first, but after a few seconds she came out to the front of her hole, looked at me with one eye, and went to sleep.

I met Virginia, who took this picture of a Blue Tit on my hand.

The usual Coal Tit was in the leaf yard ...

... and so was one of the Nuthatches.

Robins came out all along the east side of the Long Water, looking a bit bedraggled in the drizzle.

A Jackdaw trotted up to be given a peanut.

Charlie the Carrion Crow saw me crossing the bridge and flew up to get one too.

The white-faced Blackbird at the Italian Garden came out for some sultanas.

The Red-Crested Pochard drake who fancies the female Mallard had moved up to this end of the Long Water. The Mallard drake moved in to shoo him away.

Next to them, a pair of Great Crested Grebes were fishing together under the dead willow.

Under the willow near the bridge, a Coot was already building a nest ...

... and the dark Mallard brothers were under another branch.

A Lesser Black-Backed Gull was having a wash.

I didn't go right round the lake, as I didn't want to wreck my newly healed ankle, but Virginia went on and took some fine pictures. The next three are hers.

The Grey Herons at the island are building up their nests.

An Egyptian Goose had won a bit of biscuit, and was chased by Black-Headed Gulls.

A Pied Wagtail trotted around near the Dell restaurant, looking for insects.

I didn't get any videos today. The camera I use for videos, the Nikon Coolpix 900, isn't weatherproof and on rainy days has to be kept in a bag, which makes instant shooting impossible. So here is David Element's interesting study of a Grey Heron fishing.