... so they can dive right in. No wonder it runs out in a day.
It was a vile cold wet day, and no one was feeding the parakeets in the usual place near the leaf yard. They waited hopefully in a tree with more green birds than green leaves.
A lot of Swifts visisted the Serpentine today. Since they never land except to nest, they drink by catching raindrops. If it isn't raining, they skim the surface of the water and scoop up a beakful.
A Pied Wagtail paused for a moment on a wet kerbstone at the edge of the lake.
There was a Grey Wagtail in the grass a short way off.
No one was sitting outside the Dell restaurant, so the local Grey Heron could preen undisturbed on the balcony.
The Great Crested Grebes on the island were together at their nest. There is a chick on the left of them, which I hadn't seen through the viewfinder when taking this photograph. It was in exactly the same position in all the pictures. I do hope it was just resting.
The wind became quite strong around midday, ruffling the feathers of the solitary Mandarin drake as he looked for food on the edge of the Serpentine.
The floating baskets around the island have come adrift, allowing a Mute Swan to get in and explore new territory.
The Greylag Goose nesting on the basket might soon be making an unexpected voyage.
A Canada Goose charged down the Serpentine, not disturbing the Swifts whizzing around it as they are infinitely more agile.
Another swan stood on a Coots' nest to preen. It shows how strong these nests are built.
This is a top view of the Coots' nest at the outflow of the Serpentine, unfortunately sited on the edge of the weir so that the chicks are quickly swept away.