Coal Tits are still singing, long after the other songbirds have stopped. They can sometimes be heard in the Flower Walk, but today there was one on the east side of the Long Water.

A patch of grass at the side of the Flower Walk is not properly drained, and when it rains this area turns into a little swamp of black mud. It annoys the gardeners but the Blackbirds love it, as there are plenty of grubs and worms to be easily had.

Also in the Flower Walk there was this Speckled Wood butterfly, which had perched tastefully on a pink flower and (for once) left its wings unfolded.

The Great Crested Grebes at the west end of the island have revealed a second chick.

The three chicks at the east end of the island were waiting with their father while their mother hunted for fish among the pedalos, which don't seem to disturb them and might even be useful in driving fish towards the grebes.

The family at the east end of the Serpentine have lost one chick, but are taking good care of the one survivor. There was a large shoal of little fish nearby, and they won't go short of food.

It took three visits to the chestnut trees before the Little Owl showed himself, on a different branch from the usual one.

The Common Tern is still on the Long Water, perching on a post near Peter Pan when not off fishing.