On wet days when the Lido restaurant terrace is deserted, the local Dunnock comes out to look for insects and larvae.
It ran up the shore. If you stay still they will forget about you and come quite close.
There were several Pied Wagtails on the edge ...
... and in the trees.
A Jay in the Flower Walk waited in the corkscrew hazel bush for a peanut to be produced.
The rain stopped around 2pm and the male Little Owl at the Serpentine Gallery came out. He has magnificent eyebrows.
The two young Grey Herons, together in their nest across the lake, had got wet and were trying to shake off some of the moisture.
One of the Cormorants at the island -- apparently always the same one -- prefers balancing on a chain instead of standing much more comfortably on a post.
Although Great Crested Grebes are the most waterproof of birds, their crests do get soggy.
There's a new Coot nest in the reeds under the Italian Garden.
The pavement in the garden is flooded. A Moorhen didn't mind.
The Egyptian Geese, on the grass at the edge, are still sombre and silent after their attempt at breeding failed.
The last surviving gosling on the Serpentine sheltered under its mother.
The Black Swan and his Mute girlfriend were at the Triangle ...
... and then crossed the lake to the killer swan's old nest site, now vacated because the killer has the nesting island on the Long Water. They have been going round nest sites for a while, but it's not clear if they're serious about it.
There are still a few Shovellers on the Long Water ...
... and a fair number of Gadwalls on the Serpentine. Unlike Shovellers, which are winter visitors, Gadwalls come and go at any time, and their numbers in the park vary from over twenty to none at all.
Rain rain go away
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I remember vividly my first dunnock, so many years ago. I didn't even own binoculars then. I saw a brown bird and thought, how odd, what a strange house sparrow. Then I saw it was walking not hopping and didn't pay much mind to me. I didn't even have a name for it, I just called it "gorrión de los que andan", and armed with that knowledge I borrowed my first bird guide from the library. I had always liked birds as a child, but that drive to identify that funny not-sparrow and the elation when I did is probably the event that propelled me headfirst into being a bird nutter.
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The Dunnock in the video has a strange gait, half walking, half hopping, looking jerky and awkward, and its feet seem to small even for a little bird. I don't think it's injured, just naturally graceless. But it's always good to see one, quite common but so surreptitious that you only see them occasionally.
DeleteThe bird name translation site produces some entertaining names for it in other languages.
I actually looked up the etymology of acentor and it's, weirdly enough, related to ad + cantor, in the sense of "a person who sings together with someone else". Search me!
DeleteAccano also seems to mean 'sing at', not just 'sing with'. Don't think that helps much. A Dunnock's song is gentle and undemonstrative. A Cetti's Warbler really does sing at you.
DeleteThe Peregrines were at Cromwell Road this morning early, flying around the tower
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Thanks. There weren't any here till about 12.30 as far as I could see.
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