A Magpie ate the fruit on the swaying branch of a rowan tree on Buck Hill.

A Mistle Thrush perched on the other side of the tree.

The rain stopped and a rainbow came out.

At the foot of the hill, a Carrion Crow shelled a peanut in a puddle. They like their food well dunked.

We had a picture of a Jay in a yellow tree yesterday, but I make no apology for putting up another -- different Jay, different tree.

The white Mallard and his companions flew past the red sweetgum tree at the Diana fountain.

The Black Swan stepped delicately into the lake. She is much more graceful than Mute Swans, which just slide and flop in.

She cruised past the pigeon-eating Lesser Black-Backed Gull. I wish I'd had my smaller camera ready to get them both in focus, but it was raining and the camera was in its bag.

A pair of Lesser Black-Backed Gulls at the Lido walked the walk and talked the talk.

During a sunny interval, a Common Gull stood on the edge of the Serpentine.

A Black-Headed Gull dredged things out of a muddy puddle to see if they were edible.

At the island, a Great Crested Grebe in winter plumage looked almost monochrome.

The pair of Grey Herons which nested here stood on the remains of their nest.

There was a Peregrine on the barracks again.

A Great Tit ...

... and a Blue Tit waited to be fed in the holly tree near the bridge.