Seconds after I took this picture of the female Little Owl at the Serpentine Gallery she was attacked by a Magpie and fled to a distant tree ...
... but when I came back a couple of hours later she was back home, looking down suspiciously from the upper entrance of her nest hole. It's a hard life being an owl, all the other birds hate you.
Yes, you had a video of this Song Thrush at the Henry Moore sculpture only two days ago, but when a bird is singing as well as this you just have to film it again.
It was the turn of a Jay to pose in the forsythia blossom at Mount Gate ...
... while the Blue Tit had moved to the dogwood bush ...
... along with a Robin.
Both Coal Tits were at the top of a tree.
I thought this Wood Pigeon was eating the withered berries on a patch of ivy at Peter Pan, but a closer look shows it was eating the leaves which must be quite tough.
A Feral Pigeon on a post had sought a mate exactly the same colour as himself, which they tend to do.
There were no other Pied Wagtails in sight, but this male on a moored pedalo was constantly twittering. You couldn't really call it a song, as their usual flight call is much the same. The sound is quite far-carrying, so maybe he was trying to attract a mate. Or maybe he was just talking to himself.
One of the young Grey Herons was standing on a log on the island.
Pigeon Eater stood in a group of Egyptian Geese, of which there are a large number at the east end of the Serpentine.
With Egyptians it's the females that make the most noise, and these two were really yelling at each other. The mate of the lower one, farther down the tree, took no part in the altercation.
Another stood on top of a sawn-off horse chestnut tree, which was sprouting fresh leaves.
Horse chestnuts come into leaf early, which is good for the Little Owls at the Round Pond who are surrounded by these trees and will soon have some privacy when perching in the open. But the pair at the Serpentine Gallery will have to wait several weeks, as sweet chestnuts are slow to put out leaves.
The Black Swan and his girlfriend were back at the place east of the Lido where they might, just might, decide to nest.
Two Mandarin drakes and a female stood on the shore at the Lido restaurant terrace.
A Buff-Tailed Bumblebee rested on a birch log at Peter Pan.