Saturday, 18 October 2025

Unexpected Song Thrush

A Song Thrush flew into a tree at the east end of the Lido. I have heard one singing at the back of the Lido, so it may be one of this pair rather than a winter migrant.


A Magpie posed ornamentally in the red-leafed cherry tree at the bridge.


A Great Tit in the Rose Garden called for attention.


A Blue Tit in the same bush was shy but could be eventually coaxed out to take a pine nut.


One of the Coal Tits in the Flower Walk perched in an azalea.


The Robin at Mount Gate sometimes has to be called before it emerges.


Pigeon Eater had cleared his corner of rivals and was preening. He knows he is the smartest gull on the lake and is very careful about his appearance.


The two dominant Black-Headed Gulls, the Czech one at the east end of the Serpentine ...


... and the other on the landing stage, have both cleared wide territories and the other small gulls are squeezed into the middle.


A young Cormorant preened on a wire basket at the island.


Now that there are fewer Cormorants here, there is room at the electric boat platform for a Grey Heron and a Moorhen.


A Great Crested Grebe caught a perch at the Serpentine outflow. This is one of the parents from the nest under the Dell restaurant balcony, with one chick.


The two from the east end of the island waited by the boat hire platform.


A grebe going into winter plumage preened, showing its brilliant white underside.


Many of the Egyptian Geese have now realised about the northern breeding season, but some of them still don't have a clue.


The Gadwall drakes are now fully out of eclipse and in their sober grey breeding plumage.


Two Common Wasps fought on the lawn in the Rose Garden. They are territorial creatures.

4 comments:

  1. How do you call to the Robin, I wonder? Do you try to mimic it, or does it recognize your human voice?

    I find it hard to believe they don't know how pretty they all look against those backgrounds. I suspect they use it to their advantage.
    Tinúviel

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    1. I just say 'Robin, are you there?' and out it comes. Small birds can't hear any sound below 500 Hz -- an octave above middle C -- but there must be overtones audible to them.

      The small birds do like that rose bush. I suspect a practical reason, lots of insects.

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    2. So it knows your voice enough that it knows it's you. But that's wonderful! I'd give my left arm to be on such close footing with a Robin.
      Tinúviel

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    3. It's the pine nutrs. Bribery will get you anywhere.

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