A small flock of Redwings had arrived on the fenced-off part of the Parade Ground, as they usually do when the grass is being restored after the funfair and they have a secluded place to feed.
There were some Mistle Thrushes and a Song Thrush with them, the latter probably one of the residents that takes refuge in the centre reservation of Park Lane when the funfair has pushed it off its territory. This is another Song Thrush on the grass beside the Henry Moore sculpture, pulling up a worm.
The edge of the enclosure on the east side of the Long Water is becoming a reliable place to see Treecreepers, probably the same pair every time.
The dominant pair of Mute Swans on the Long Water have cleared their lake of intruders again. The male was on the Serpentine side of the bridge, cruising up and down menacingly.
This display, with wings raised and an powerful rocking swimming motion, is called 'busking', which has nothing to do with street musicians and, I think, refers to a 'busk', a framework used to make women's skirts stand out, an ancestor of the crinoline. (Update: No, it doesn't -- see comments below.)
The Black Swan's first girlfriend is still marooned in the Italian Garden, although the adult Mute Swan that was with her has left. As expected, the Black Swan is back with girlfriend number two. This picture was taken at the start of a violent hailstorm ...
... which a Moorhen beside the Serpentine endured stolidly.
The Egyptian Goose family at Bluebird Boats are down to three young. Considering their exposed situation, they have done well to keep these so far.
After a time when the number of Shovellers on the Long Water had fallen to two, another two pairs have arrived. But it has been a rotten year for them. In past years there have sometimes been 200.
A Mandarin was preening his fantastic plumage on a post at Peter Pan.
The Little Owl in the oak tree was visible during a sunny spell this morning, but retreated into the hole when the weather turned nasty and didn't emerge till late afternoon.