Pied Wagtail coming close

If you see a Pied Wagtail working its way up the water's edge and stand still, it will come right up to you and pass by inches away. This one was at the Round Pond.

It was a raw day and the Little Owl was staying in her hole. I only managed to see her at all by coming back as it was beginning to get dark, so this is a very poor picture.

The usual Great Tit following me around the Rose Garden perched against an autumnal background.

The female Chaffinch also came out of the bushes.

This is the male of the pair of Blackbirds in the Dell that have nested successfully for several years. This year they fledged three young. If only the other Blackbirds could do so well.

The Robin at Peter Pan was in the same place as yesterday, looking expectant. It seems I have a new regular customer.

Two Carrion Crows at the Kensington Palace café enjoyed the remains of an achingly expensive scone with Tiptree strawberry jam (you can just see the royal warrant on the label).

A Herring Gull, a Common Gull and some Black-Headed Gulls harassed a Black-Headed Gull which had got a bit of food and forced it to drop its prize. Of course it was the Herring Gull that got it.

After yesterday's video of a general view of Black-Headed Gulls washing, here is a closer look at one having a vigorous rinse and flap. It's a first-year bird still with some tweedy brown feathers.

Pigeon Eater had finished his bloody lunch and was preening.

It's not just Grey Herons that fish at the boathouse. Two Cormorants were diving under the concrete beams to seize fish that thought they were safe in the shadows.

Great Crested Grebes also fish here, but this one preferred to hunt under the moored boats.

The young grebes on the Long Water are now completely independent and having to fend for themselves. This is the testing time when they have to catch enough fish to stay alive  until their skills improve.

A Moorhen crossed the small waterfall in the Dell, picking out anything edible that was being washed over the top.

A Red-Crested Pochard drake rested at the island.

There were four more on the Long Water.

A Shoveller drake fed under the willow by the bridge.

A squirrel hung on with every available claw to reach down and drink from the Huntress fountain in the Rose Garden.