Wednesday 21 February 2024

Grey and drizzly

A grey drizzly day. A Pied Wagtail hunted among the puddles on the horse track beside the Serpentine.

The Pied Wagtails on the Parade Ground were not frightened away by the men laying turf. They are park residents and used to people working and not paying any attention to them.

The Redwings, not accustomed to such things, had fled into the trees and couldn't be seen.

A Blackbird sang on the edge of the park in a tree next to the busy Kensington Road, having to raise its voice to be heard over the traffic noise.

The pair of Robins by the Henry Moore sculpture were chasing each other through the bushes, flirting rather than threatening. One came to rest on either side of the path.

A Great Tit emerged from the Garrya elliptica bush by Temple Gate.

There was high demand for pine nuts to cheer up a miserable day.

The Coal Tit at the southwestern corner at the bridge is very shy and hates being photographed. It lurked in a dogwood bush.

A Coal Tit at the other end of the bridge was not troubled in the least by the camera.

A Blue Tit perched on the railings below.

A male Feral Pigeon puffed himself up and strutted around trying to impress a female. She isn't in the mood.

The Peregrines on the tower were soggy and depressed. I had to wait some time for the female to show her face.

The young Grey Herons stood on their nest ...

... and there was an adult in the west nest ...

... and the east one -- both herons here are quite pale.

The four remaining herons from the three pairs stood along the edge of the island, well spaced out to avoid conflict.

The male Egyptian of the Henry Moore pair was wandering around Buck Hill alone, but I can't belive that his mate is nesting again. After four weeks without much food she must be thin and exhausted and will need some time to recover.

Sad to say, it seems that the Egyptian gosling on the Round Pond has been eaten. I didn't see it yesterday or today.

The killer Mute Swan and his mate were on the Long Water without their teenagers. For some days the mother had been pecking them irritably, and it looks as if they have finally been thrown out as the couple prepare to nest again.


  1. How VERY sad to hear about the little Egyptian gosling..will there be any chance of another batch ?.regards,Stephen..

    1. Oh yes, Egyptians breed like fury. Even with the heavy casualty rate on the lake and Round Pond due to gulls the population is increasing.

    2. That IS very comforting to know....was it a gull that took it? ...Stephen...

  2. Poor killer cygnets, born with a silver spoon in their mouth but now cast off to fend for themselves. They've had a successful model to model their behaviour on, I fear.

    1. They're already proper little thugs. But that is a swan's way to the top.