The rowan trees on Buck Hill were doing brisk business, with several Mistle Thrushes ...
... Starlings ...
... Blackbirds, Magpies and a solitary Carrion Crow all eating the berries.
A tree in the Flower Walk was full of Wood Pigeons eating its black berries.
But I am sadly ignorant of trees and don't know what kind it is. Many of the trees in the Flower Walk are exotic, which doesn't help. Update: a reader has identified it as an elder, though the clusters of berries are stragglier and more drooping than elderberries usually are..
There was a mob of Cormorants on the Long Water.
When one Cormorant visits and finds plenty of fish, others follow the next day and numbers build up quickly. I wonder how they communicate their discovery.
The Grey Heron that uses the old Coot nest as a fishing platform was repairing it. Both birds build large twiggy nests, and the instinct to maintain a nest must have taken over.
One of the young Great Crested Grebes on the Long Water was flapping a pair of fully grown wings.
There were plenty of Shovellers on the Long Water a week ago, but they seem to have melted away, leaving just one on a branch surrounded by Black-Headed Gulls. Maybe their final destination was the Wetland Centre up the river at Barnes.
The Reed Warblers haven't begun their migration. There are still plenty of insects for them, but the Swallows, Swifts and House Martins are already well on their way to Africa.
There was no sign of a Little Owl for much of the day. Finally, at 4.50 pm, the female came out and perched on last year's nest tree, waiting for the park to close so she could start hunting.