You don't notice how many Wrens there are in the park until they start singing. They are all over the place, mostly heard rather than seen, but every now and then you see a little brown bird half-hidden in a bush ...

... or jumping from one twig to another.

This rather poor good action shot was taken on the recently collapsed chestnut tree on the west side of the Long Water between the bridge and the Vista. In the same place, a Magpie was chasing a Moorhen to grab its food, while the Moorhen sprinted for cover and reached it successfully.

Two foxes have been seen several times in this area recently; they are nearer the lake side than the path, and the best place to look for them is from the bridge. Several years ago a pair bred here and you could see the cubs playing. Now that the rabbits have returned in reasonable numbers, it is quite likely that a pair of foxes will establish themselves here again.

This female Great Tit in a blossoming tree in the Flower Walk has bright yellow feathers, a sign that she is well fed and ready to breed. If the winter had been harder the tits would be paler, and of course fewer as many small birds don't survive cold weather.

The Mute Swans on the Long Water seem to have lost interest in their nest in the reeds, and the position has been taken over by Coots.

Last year swans, Coots and Moorhens were all nesting together in this place, most uneasy partners as the Coot kept creeping close to the swan and being chased away.

A male Gadwall on the Serpentine was displaying its intricate markings.

There was no sign of the male Tawny Owl today, despite several visits to his tree.