The Little Owl near the leaf yard was looking out of his hole, and I was just about to take some pictures when a Wood Pigeon, which had evidently not seen him, blundered past. The owl retreated into his hole.

But a few minutes later he stuck his head out, had a careful look around ...

... and came out.

The Coots nesting on the basket have four eggs. Here a parent turns them over.

They are no longer bothered by Cormorants fishing around the nest. Would a Cormorant eat a Coot chick? Probably.

Virginia reports that a pair of Coots at the east end of the Serpentine have four or five chicks. I didn't see them myself.

The Mute Swans nesting on the raft gazed proudly at their football.

It would have been fascinating to see a swan dribbling this down the lake.

At the other end of the Serpentine, a pair of swans fled from the local bullying male past a fire engine with an appropriate notice.

The Egyptian Goose family on the Long Water were on the bank below the Henry Moore sculpture.

Blondie took her brood on to the Serpentine when an irresponsible dog owner went by with two dogs off the leash.

A pair of Robins were flirting about in a tree beside the Long Water.

In an ideal world, that branch would not have been in front of them.

A Mistle Thrush sang in the top of a tall plane tree near the Serpentine Gallery.

A Blackbird wasn't doing anything but looking elegant.

A Blue Tit posed prettily on some blossom.

A Jay got a peanut and looked pleased with itself.