The pair of Mute Swans on the Long Water, which have been taking no notice of the island that has been made for them, were at least quite near it in this display of affection. They haven't been loking at any other site recently, so we are keeping our fingers crossed that they will get the idea. They won't have any difficulty getting rid of the Grey Heron that has been using it as a fishing station.

There was a certain amount of aggression going on at Peter Pan. A Herring Gull knocked a Lesser Black-Backed Gull off a post ...

... and two Moorhens were fighting and chasing each other.

At the top of the Long Water, one of the Little Grebes could be seen near the dead willow tree. It is now in its full breeding plumage of brown and chestnut.

Probably there are still two of them here, but they don't seem to be a pair. If they were, they would have been calling to each other, but they have been remarkably silent.

The Scaup was on the Serpentine, offshore from the reed bed in front of the Diana fountain.

So far I had only seen the Maned Goose on the land, and was beginning to think that this Australian bird lived in the outback and didn't like getting its feet wet. But today it strolled casually into the water and swam around.

The sunny afternoon encouraged the male Little Owl to look out of his nest hole in the chestnut tree.

The male Tawny Owl didn't emerge till nearly four o'clock, by which time the light was dimming.