There was a lot going on in a fifty-yard stretch of the Serpentine shore near the bridge.

Charlie and Melissa the Carrion Crows enjoyed a wash in the lake.

A Grey Heron made a perfect touchdown on the far side of the lake, while a Black-Headed Gull hastily got out of the way.

A Chiffchaff sang in a tree and her mate came out at the front of it.

There was a Wren in the bushes behind.

A Buff-Tailed Bumblebee was working its way through the blossom.

A Long-Tailed Tit came up to the bridge parapet before flying across the road.

A Goldcrest jumped around in a bush on the other side.

A short time before, a Sparrowhawk had circled high over the lake.

But it had flown away, or the small birds would have been cowering in the bushes.

The white-faced Blackbird came over to the Italian Garden balustrade for her daily treat of sultanas.

A Chaffinch sang in a tree at Palace Gate, hardly audible over the roar of the traffic.

Near the Dell, a Treecreeper looked for insects behind a nest box.

The box was supposed to be for Tawny Owls, but as usual was installed ridiculously low. There are a lot of owl boxes in the park put up with more hope than science, and as far as I know no owl has ever used one.

One of the pair of Coal Tits in the leaf yard waited timidly on a twig for a safe moment when it could come down and take food from the railings.

The female Little Owl looked down from her hole.

The owl  near the Albert Memorial was out of her hole and having a scratch on the branch.

A Rose-Ringed Parakeet inspected a hole in a plane tree.

A Song Thrush looked for worms at the foot of Buck Hill.

A pair of Mute Swans on the Serpentine performed their courtship ritual of copying each other's movements, mated and had a standing-up display.