Wednesday 20 June 2018

A Little Grebe called on the Long Water. This probably means that there are two of them, though I couldn't see the other.

The Great Crested Grebes' nests on the Long Water in the fallen poplar ...

... and the reed bed ...

... will both be hatching soon. They can only be seen from across the lake, so binoculars are necessary.

The Coot family at the Dell restaurant were back on their nest, and a parent was going over a chick for parasites, probably more for the sake of a meal that to keep the chick comfortable.

A Moorhen strolled across the small waterfall in the Dell, looking for tiny edible creatures clinging to stones.

Only one of the Moorhen chicks in the Italian Garden was visible, climbing around in the water lilies.

The Bar-Headed Goose that is moulting on the Serpentine came to eat out of my hand. Clearly in its native St James's Park, visitors have been favouring this beautiful bird.

The Egyptian Geese on the Long Water have more goslings than I thought. Nine were visible on the gravel bank.

The Egyptians near the bridge had moved along the shore of the Serpentine, and were keeping their goslings in the shelter of a handy clump of willowherb and other plants that had sprung up on the edge. No doubt the gardeners will be clearing the plants away soon, but they are a handy resource for waterfowl on this very open lake.

The Mallard at Peter Pan still has four ducklings, and was keeping them safely at the edge where plants provide cover. The drake was tolerated, and might be their father.

A Grey Heron was back on the upper nest on the island, and I thought I could hear the begging call of a young one. I had previously supposed that the youngest heron on the lake was theirs, already fledged. It's all very confusing, not least because the nest is so hard to see.

This young Magpie at the Henry Moore sculpture is no longer being fed by its parents, and has stopped begging, but it is still allowed to pick up the scraps that fall when a parent is eating a peanut.

A huge family group of Long-Tailed Tits was making its way through the trees around the edge of the Nursery -- the place where the greenhouses are.

A Blue-Tailed Damselfly rested on a sun-warmed paving stone in the Italian Garden.

In the fountain pools, Flowering Rushes are beginning to come out.

There is a spectacular tree in the Rose Garden covered with bright yellow blossom. As usual, I have no idea what it is.


  1. Is that a Labernum? Can't see exactly. (the common name in German is 'Goldregen'). Enjoyable to see the Bare-Headed Goose eat from the hand just like it would in the water; is there a verb for that kind of eating? I could make the sound..

    1. by the way, if it is a Labernum- quite toxic!

    2. Thank you both for the identification. The idea of 'golden rain' came to my mind when looking at it. Will remember not to eat it.

  2. It's not a Laburnum but a Mount Etna Broom.