On a Sunday with reasonable weather the park was busy, but most of the regulars could be seen. They included the Robin at the southwest corner of the bridge, which is slowly getting more confident and came to my hand twice.
The Robin in the hawthorn in the Rose Garden is quite used to being fed and took six pine nuts.
The Coal Tit perched for an instant in the same tree while chasing me all round the garden ...
... and there were several Blue Tits.
The Chaffinch pair waited in a rose bush.
A flock of Long-Tailed Tits moved through the treetops on the south shore of the Serpentine.
A Pied Wagtail hunting on the edge came right up to my feet.
A pure white Feral Pigeon helped demolish a bowl of chips at the Lido restaurant.
A Magpie stared from a hawthorn beside the Long Water.
The two Common Gulls on the buoys at the Lido swimming area, which have been perching at opposite ends for several days, finally made friends with each other.
Pigeon Eater, in his favourite place on the Dell restaurant roof, was ruffled by the east wind.
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A young Herring Gull played with a leaf.
Continuing the topic of the late arrival of gulls in cities, L. Fairfax pointed out a very interesting post on the Londonist blog.
The single Great Crested Grebe at the island rested under a bush.
The Coots' nest at the bridge was destroyed by the workmen putting up the pontoon, but the Coots are still obstinately staying on the spot. They're standing on a wire basket just below the surface and will have no difficulty in remaking the nest in spring. However, their efforts will be in vain as usual, for no nest in that exposed place has ever succeeeded.
A little girl at the Round Pond who had been to the ballet voiced her opinion of the Black Swan.
There were five Red-Crested Pochard drakes on the Long Water. Their comings and goings are irregular as they circulate around the central London parks.
The swamp cypress by the Italian Garden has turned a hectic ginger but has put out green catkins, which will gradually mature over the winter in the seasonal cycle of this odd deciduous conifer.
Ha! The Starling jumping on the back of the Feral Pigeon is funny.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't imagine reading another blog about birds! I'm a true faithful!
Some are quite dull as well.
I did alarm previously, that the Coots nest on the other side of the railing had been removed. I thought some precaution would have to take place before the works commence, as it is an environmental regulation. As a tradesman myself (sparky) (top of the range - joke) I've came across a Feral Pigeons nest with eggs in it, inside a loft before, and had a lengthy delay due to the right procedures of action. I wouldn't just remove it willy nilly and risk killing them, just for the sake of it. I can only think of it being destroyed because there was no eggs in it.
Sean