A flock of Canada Geese had flown into the Italian Garden ponds and were enjoying themselves under the fountains.
The young Lesser Black-Backed Gull is still chasing its pigeon-eating parents demanding a share. Here it is pestering its father, and about to be chased away. It is quite old enough to do its own scavenging.
The young Great Crested Grebes on the Long Water were being fed non-stop by their devoted parents in front of the Bluebird Boats platform. The platform provides shelter and an illusion of safety to the fish. The grebes, of course, know about this and dive under it for easy prey.
The white Mallard was preening her shining wings in the sunlight.
Some people think she is a domestic duck. But today there was a farm festival on Buck Hill with various animals on display including some domestic ducks. They are the same brilliant white, and have the same orange bills and feet, but they are much larger. Our Mallard is a real wild duck who just happens to be leucistic.
The sunshine brought the Reed Warblers out to the front of the reed bed near the bridge. This one was quite interested in being photographed, and stayed out for some time occasionally looking at me.
The rowan trees on Buck Hill attracted a Carrion Crow, which ate a remarkable amount of fruit before flapping heavily away.
The male Little Owl was on his usual branch in last year's nest tree.
A Comma butterfly was looking particularly beautiful on a flower near the bridge.
I met Mario, who took me on a very interesting tour of the current park mushrooms. This is perhaps the strangest one we saw, a Bird's Nest fungus. It resembles a tiny bird's nest full of eggs, which contain its spores. I am not sure of the species, as there are five genera of these remarkable fungi.