Redwings have finally turned up in the fenced-off area where the grass on the Parade Ground is being restored. The returfing work has moved up the hill and left them a deserted area to forage in. I could hear them chattering in the trees near the bandstand, but there were none on the ground and all I could see was a distant Song Thrush and Mistle Thrush.
A Wren was preening in a bramble patch near the Italian Garden.
The male Little Owl in the chestnut tree near the leaf yard was looking out of his hole. A bit of cobweb had stuck to his feathers and was getting in his eye, causing him to blink irritably.
When I looked for the other Little Owl where I had seen it yesterday I found a pair of Jackdaws in the tree next to the oak tree. I hope they are not going to steal the owls' hole, as they seem to have done with the first hole these chose. I gave them some peanuts to divert them.
The male Tawny Owl spent most of the day inside, but was out in his usual place by four o'clock.
A young Herring Gull had picked up a noxious-looking object in the Serpentine and was being chased by another Herring Gull which perhaps thought it was a fish. The chase went on for several minutes.
The Scaup was on the Serpentine near the little landing stage, looking fine in the late afternoon sunlight. He is now almost entirely in adult plumage.
There were seven Gadwalls on the Serpentine. Here one of the females has a bit of a flap.
The Cetti's Warbler was still singing near the broken horse chestnut tree on the west side of the Long Water.