Thursday 6 June 2019

The young Nuthatch in the leaf yard chased its mother, cheeping hungrily.

The two young Pied Wagtails at the east end of the Serpentine flew after their father.

The Greenfinch near the Italian Gardens was unusually visible on a dead branch.

It sang its strange wheezing song.

This fine portrait of a male Blackcap is by David Element.

Michael Harris photographed a Green Woodpecker on the grass between the Diana memorial and the bridge.

A Wood Pigeon on a tree stump enjoyed a good scratch.

A Carrion Crow held down a crisp packet with a foot while extracting the contents. None of the park birds seem to be bothered by the high level of salt in human snacks.

The Mute Swans occupying the former Coot nest under the willow near the bridge are determined to stay there, and one of them was rearranging twigs in the way that swans do when they think a place belongs to them.

The single cygnet on the Serpentine was attracting cries of admiration from the visitors.

The Greylag Geese with seven goslings came ashore from the Serpentine to graze. There is never any need to mow the grass here, as several hundred geese keep it cropped short.

A Moorhen rinsed and preened its feathers at the Lido.

Two Coots fought in front of the lone Red-Crested Pochard on the gravel bank at the Vista. It's clear that the Pochard drake is the one in the odd trio with two Mallards, who has stayed here with his mate when the others have left.

A female Mandarin yawned on the near side of the lake.

Two more very interesting pictures by David Element, both taken in Kensington Gardens: a Lesser Stag Beetle ...

... and a Pyramidal Orchid.


  1. No wonder swan mothers take their cygnets to solicit food from squeeing humans. I know I would give them all the food I had on my person. Who could resist?

    Regarding the raspy call of the Greenfinch, in Spain they are popularly believed to be saying "¿Siiiiiiiíííí?", as if they were answering someone.

    1. Greenfinches sound rather exasperated to me -- as if they're saying '¿Siiiiiiiíííí?' to someone making a tiresome request for the umpteenth time. But no doubt it's a heavenly sound to a female Greenfinch (we hardly ever see those, because they are dull coloured and sit silently in treetops).