A day of sunny intervals but not much to see. The most interesting incident was a fight between two Wood Pigeons, jumping and kicking in their ungainly fashion.
There was no winner, and in the end they wandered off side by side as if nothing had happened.
The male Tawny Owl stayed inside his tree, sheltering from the chilly wind after a cold night. I went there twice to see if he had emerged, but he had not. Several people had come to see him, and were disappointed.
Two of the Jackdaws in this area were poking for food in the grass.
There are four in all, and at least two of them seem to be a couple. There is a tree near the Speke obelisk with a hole that they have been examining. If the other two are a couple, they will look for a nest at a discreet distance, as Jackdaws are territorial and fiercely defend their nest site.
The Redwings have returned to their original place at the bottom of the Parade Ground, just to the west of the bandstand. They like this area mainly because it is fenced off after the grass was wrecked by the funfair, but also because the churned-up earth and scubby patches of surviving grass are well stocked with worms, and most importantly there are trees they can fly into if disturbed. These nervous birds flee when a photographer comes within fifty yards of them, but sometimes if you stay still they will forget about you and hop back after a while.
As usual, they were accompanied by Pied Wagtails, which are slightly less shy -- just as well from a photographic point of view, because they are tiny. This one is male, as you can see from his black back -- females are grey.
The playful young Herring Gull had abandoned its toys for the time being and was preening itself on the edge of the Serpentine.