Blackbird in the park

Another day in the park - Regents Park again.  I went for a long walk round the lake in the Outer Circle and round the pond in the Inner Circle.  It was sunny and slightly windy, so a bit cool at times. It wasn't quite so peaceful as usual as there was a tree surgeon with a chainsaw working on a tree by the bridge over the lake near the Baker Street entrance to the park.  When he was cutting through the trunk with the chainsaw, it was very loud.  By the time I left the park several hours later, there was hardly anything left of the tree except for a stump.  I didn't bother to take any photographs of the tree and the workman - I was just annoyed he was there.  I had my lunch on a bench by the water and every so often was disturbed by the noisy geese, which was OK, and by the sound of the chainsaw, which wasn't.

Just inside one of the entrances to the park from the Inner Circle, I heard and then saw a blackbird in a tree. He was after the juicy berries or seeds and I disturbed him when I pointed my camera at him.

He flew down to the ground and hopped around in the grass. Here he is standing in the grass, near some leaves, a discarded feather and some daisies and he is looking at me with his beady yellow eye.

He flew back up to the tree and posed quite nicely for a short while, before disappearing into the centre of the tree where he could no longer be seen.

Robin's lunch in the park

When I was wandering through the park not long ago, I tried to take photos of a robin who was hiding in a tree and flitting about from branch to branch.  When I managed to find it, the pesky robin moved, so I usually got great pictures of branches and leaves - but no robin.  Below is the only photograph where it actually appeared, though the leaves are in focus and the robin isn't.  However, I rather like it anyway.

Branch and leaves, with robin in the distance

The robin then moved to the ground, where it was not at all disturbed by me taking photographs of it.  A little later I discovered the reason that it stayed put.  There was a lovely long wriggly worm slithering about in the grass and leaves.

Robin Redbreast in the grass near a worm

In this photograph, the robin has it's claws clasped around the poor worm.  At the same time, the robin is still keeping an eye on me.

Robin standing on a worm 

The worm did not stand much chance of getting away - though I must admit that it did escape a few times from the robin, but the bird was definitely not going to let it get away.

Robin with a worm in it's beak

That's nature for you.