After the rain

Early heavy rain gave way to a reasonable day. I waited till the rain stopped before going out, and found the Little Owl at the Serpentine Gallery had already emerged and was on a branch of her lime tree.

This is one of the young Jays in that area, still slightly fluffy.

The Robin in the Flower Walk had avoided getting soaked.

The Robin at Peter Pan was also waiting, perched in what looked like a most uncomfortable place on a railing spike. It could have gone on the flat iron strip under the spikes, but seemed happy enough where it was. 

The Coal Tits were waiting at the southwest corner of the bridge.

Weekends bring out the feeders of the Rose-Ringed Parakeets, and there was a mob of humans and birds in the usual place by the 'Don't feed the wildlife' signs at the foot of Buck Hill.

A Black-Headed Gull in the Italian Garden and a young Herring Gull by the Serpentine had to cope with the problem of having a piece of bread too large to swallow, and a lot of envious gulls wanting to snatch it. In both cases the solution was to take it away to a secluded place and worry bits out of it.

Pigeon Eater is proud of being the handsomest gull on the lake and spends a lot of time attending to his feathers.

The Czech Black-Headed Gull looked over his territory from his perch on the sign at Fisherman's Keep. He usually faces the shore, hoping to see someone picnicking on a bench who might offer him some scraps. His metal ring reads 'N. MUSEUM / PRAHA / ET05.589'.

There are now four Common Gulls on the buoys at the Lido. The fourth gull from the left is Black-Headed and slightly smaller.

A Cormorant perched on the dead branch on the island which is a favourite place for them. Though numbers are well down now, they never go away entirely.

The Great Crested Grebe at the bridge was still sitting on the stolen Coot nest under the willow. It seems hard to believe that they've chosen to nest at this silly time with winter approaching and possible frosts in a few weeks.

The youngest of this year's offspring was temporarily by itself at the  fallen horse chestnut north of Peter Pan. It's still dependent on its parents and chasing them loudly.

A Moorhen pecked at the algae encrusting the marble fountain on the edge of the Italian Garden. Algae are quite nutritious -- there was once a plan to feed astronauts on Chlorella grown in tanks on their spacecraft -- but no doubt the Moorhen was also looking for little larvae and other creatures in the slime.

The deserted female Mute Swan 4DTT was at the Vista as usual, with her suitor 4GIC hanging around in the background. She's not encouraging him in any way. Her teenager wasn't with her and I couldn't find him.

Several swans were making practice flights on the Serpentine. One spashed down, using its feet as waterskis to soften the impact.

More of the gravel strip on the Long Water has been cleared of plants, and has attracted a flock of Canada Geese.

The smallest Egyptian youngster was by itself again near the Dell restaurant. We've already seen that the other two and its parents are happy to welcome it, but it just seems to like being by itself.

Disorderly swans

The missing male Mute Swan from the Long Water has been seen again on the Round Pond. Probably he had never left and had just been overlooked for a couple of days. Meanwhile the Black Swan and his mate 4GIQ were in possession of the Long Water and came over to the Vista.

Later the abandoned female 4DTT arrived, but where was her teenager?

The answer was surprising. It was on the Serpentine east of the Lido with the parents of the two teenagers from the east end, 4FYF and 4DVZ. Their own two teenagers were off somewhere else. I was able to read its ring, 4HTH, so there could be no mistake. The adults were treating it perfectly civilly.

The other news is that a Kingfisher has turned up on the Long Water again. I searched for it in vain, I always seem to have bad luck with Kingfishers. However, Ahmet Amerikali got a distant but pleasing shot of it in flight.

The Little Owl at the Serpentine Gallery was in her lime tree in the morning, in an awkward place for a picture. She had disappeared in the afternoon when I went back for a better shot.

On the ground below a Blackbird rummaged in dead leaves looking for a worm. It's a young male and hasn't yet developed the bright yellow eye ring it will have as an adult.

On a cold day the small birds were hungry, and customers at the bridge included the Coal Tit pair ...

... several Blue Tits ...

... and the bossy Robin who was trying to chase them away.

A Jay lay in wait behind the Albert Memorial ...

... and there was another in the Dell, where they are only seen occasionally.

A young Herring Gull on the edge of the Serpentine had found a bit of fried chicken, but there was a bone in it and the problem was how to get the meat off the bone. A Carrion Crow would hold it down with a foot and peck the meat off, but gulls' feet are small and weak and can't grip things.

Three young Herring Gulls squabbled over a bit of flatbread while a Black-Headed Gull hovered overhead looking for a chance to zoon down and grab it.

Pigeon Eater preened on the Dell restaurant roof.

A young Grey Heron was fishing from the reed bed by the Vista.

The Great Crested Grebe is still occupying the stolen Coots' nest at the bridge. I can't believe the pair are serious about nesting. The latest I've ever seen them start is at the beginning of September.

The two young ones from the nest on the north side of the island are growing up and beginning to fish for themselves.

The fox at the Vista rested at the back of the little clearing.

Pigeon Eater strikes again

As a young Herring Gull by the Dell restaurant innocently played with a twig ...

... Pigeon Eater had grabbed another Feral Pigeon -- he usually gets at least one a day -- and was killing it by biting through its spinal cord. At least it's a quick death.

Across the lake, the Czech Black-Headed Gull patrolled along the edge, squawking to warn away rivals ...

... while the dominant gull at the landing stage had been pushed off by a bunch of geese and was swimming around crossly waiting for them to go. His dark head is now almost complete.

When you see a close group of gulls whirling around and screaming there are always some Common Gulls in it, in this case two. You can see their distinctive white wingtip patches.

A Cormorant was back under the Italian Garden. It didn't seem to be catching anything.

Cormorants sometimes try to jump out of the water directly on to a post, but it's a tricky business and they often lose their footing and fall humiliatingly back in the water. It's easier to jump on to a chain and climb up to the post.

One of the Great Crested Grebe pair at the bridge had stolen a Coots' nest as a place to rest, and was having a confrontation with the owner. Neither of them was seriously trying to nest, the place was just a Coot day bed.

The newly formed Moorhen couple in the Dell seems to be keeping together for now, and they were preening at the small waterfall in the Dell stream.

The teenage Mute Swan on the Long Water, 4HTH, was with its mother 4DTT at the Vista.

Her would-be suitor 4GIC was being kept at a distance by the angry teenager, which didn't want the intruder going anywhere near its mother.

It was chilly, but the Little Owl at the Serpentine Gallery was out in her usual lime tree enjoying the sunshine.

The inevitable Jays picked me up here and followed me along the Long Water. The variegated holly tree makes a good place to attract attention, as a lot of its branches are dead and bare.

A Carrion Crow looked down from the sweetgum tree at the Diana landing stage.

The Robin at the bridge ...

... and both the Coal Tits were expecting service, but still only one of the pair is coming to my hand.

There was a distant view of a Great Spotted Woodpecker in an Italian alder on Buck Hill. It flew away before I could get closer.

The young fox on the lawn under the Henry Moore sculpture seems to have recovered from the injury to its front leg, and could put both feet firmly on the ground as it groomed itself in the sunshine.

Sunny, cold and quiet

It was a beautiful but chilly day but very little was happening, so today's pictures are a routine lot. But at least the Little Owl at the Serpentine Gallery was out in her lime tree enjoying the sunshine.

As usual, I had to run the gauntlet of hungry Jays as I passed the tree.

A Jackdaw waited patiently on a sign beside the Serpentine.

The Robin near Peter Pan is being fed by at least three people now, and comes out of the bushes any time it sees a human pausing on the path.

The one at the bridge is also thoroughly spoilt by the attention it gets, but who can resist a Robin?

We've seen Great Tits eating pine nuts before, but I do like watching their delicate enjoyment of their little treat. This one was in the twisty twigs of the corkscrew hazel in the Flower Walk.

The Green Woodpecker at the Queen's Temple was visible again, hopping around in the grass. They are quite bold when on the ground but remarkably shy when safely up in a tree, which seems the opposite of sensible.

Quite a few people were braving the chill on the outside tables at the Lido restaurant, and the Starlings were watching from the weathervane waiting for their chance.

A Grey Heron stole a peanut I gave to a Carrion Crow but didn't know what to do with it. Annoyed, it chased off one of the crows.

Pigeon Eater was sunning himself on the roof of the Dell restaurant.

There are still a few Cormorants on the Long Water, clustering on their favourite fallen tree at Peter Pan.

A Great Crested Grebe teenager preened at the bridge.

It was not bothering its parents, who were quietly together by the willow, glad to be relieved of the long duty of childcare.

A teenage Moorhen and a parent browsed on the water plants in the baskets along the edge of the Serpentine at the Triangle.

The Black Swan was on the Long Water again with his Mute mate 4GIQ, begging for food at the Vista.

He showed off in front of her by chasing away another swan who was only minding his business.