The Egyptian Geese at the Henry Moore sculpture still have seven goslings. A gull passing overhead sent them running for cover.

The Great Crested Grebes at the east end of the island have assembled a rough kind of nest between two of the floating wire baskets.

They displayed next to it. But I don't think they're serious about nesting yet.

The pair under the willow next to the bridge aren't making any effort to build, just reserving their place.

A Mistle Thrush on the Parade Ground found plenty of worms.

There were also Fieldfares ...

... and Redwings, both keeping their distance.

There were more Redwings on a roped-off area of grass near the Albert Memorial.

Although it was a very windy day, the mild temperature had brought some people out on the restaurant tables. A Starling chattered to itself as it waited for a chance to grab some food.

A diner fed a Starling from his hand. This can be painful, as they have sharp beaks and peck hard.

Another Starling bathed in the Serpentine.

I had just refilled the feeder in the Rose Garden. A Chaffinch waited underneath for visiting tits to spill some seeds. A Blackbird strolled past, asking to be given a treat of sultanas.

A Long-Tailed Tit paused before going down to a feeder in the Dell.

The feeders here seem to be the only ones that Long-Tailed Tits visit. Maybe this is because it's one one of the flock's regular routes.

A Common Gull enthusiastically ate a little heap of oatmeal.

The young Grey Heron in the Dell played idly with a stalk, then went for a drink.

On Buck Hill, there was an encouraging sign of the approach of spring.