Their nest was well hidden, and I had no idea that they were there. Usually the swans' nest on the island can be glimpsed from the shore, by looking through some bushes to see a few patches of white. The island is the best nest site for swans, the only one that is reasonably safe from foxes, and it is always a dominant pair that nest here. For many years it was the only nest site on the entire lake, and all junior swans were forced off to the Round Pond. Recently the reign of terror has abated, though the result is more fighting. This pair of swans will take a very tough line with those from other nests, such as the one at the east end of the Serpentine.
The four cygnets from the Italian Garden nest were visible and in good order.
Also at the island, there was a chance to see the newest Great Crested Grebe chick as its parents exchanged the task of carrying it. It is just about to climb up the back of the adult on the left, a desperate scramble in which it uses its little wings as arms.
The male Little Owl was enjoying the warm sunlight in his tree.
He is getting hard to see among the leaves, and I fear that when the owlets emerge from the nest we shan't be able to see them.
As the geese return to the Serpentine to moult their wing feathers, the unusual blond Greylag is among them. Here is a picture of this bird in an entry for last year. There are other pale Greylags, but this one is the lightest of all.
A Treecreeper had found a grub on a sweet chestnut tree near the leaf yard, and flew off with it to the other chestnut in which they nest.
This is the first sign I have seen for some time that this nest is still active. It is very easy to miss these discreet, shy little brown birds.
Some delightful scenes, always enhanced by your learned commentaries. I was so grateful to be able to accompany you again for all these little experiences today. Thank you.
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