An early shower had softened the ground, and conditions were ideal for Blackbirds to pick up small grubs ...
... and large worms.
A Common Gull in the Diana fountain enclosure was having to work harder for its worms, and was pattering its feet to bring them to the surface.
It's strange that Common Gulls and Herring Gulls do the worm dance, but Lesser Black-Backed Gulls never do, as far as I have been able to see.
A Pied Wagtail was searching for insects in the fallen leaves near the Reformers' Tree.
A Wood Pigeon in the Rose Garden was eating pansies.
A Great Tit near the bridge was eating a pine nut I had given it, holding it with both feet and delicately pecking bits out of it.
A Goldcrest was flitting about in the nearby yew tree.
A flock of Long-Tailed Tits passed along the other side of the Long Water.
A Wren came out for a moment from the reed bed at the east end of the Serpentine. There is a large colony of Wrens here, extending over the path into the Dell.
A Moorhen in the Dell had found a bit of bread, and was being chased by two of its family. It considered that they were quite old enough to find their own food, and trotted off to find a private place to enjoy its meal.
A pair of Shovellers worked their way along the south side of the Serpentine.
There were a lot of Grey Herons near the island again, including these three perched on the roof of one of the boathouses, as close together as they could get without fighting.
In the oak tree near the Albert Memorial, it was the male Little Owl's turn to look out of the hole.