Saturday 6 July 2019

A view of the Great Crested Grebe family on the Long Water. One parent carried the three chicks while the other fetched small fish for them.

On the Serpentine,  the fishing parent had been unsuccessful, but visited its mate and the chick before diving to continue the hunt.

Later the chick got a feather, but I didn't see it being given a fish.

Neither of the two pairs at the bridge has managed to nest yet, but they are defending their territories tenaciously. On the Serpentine side, one offered a bit of weed to its mate, as if to say 'Let's get going' ...

 ... while one of the other pair glared at them from under the bridge.

Two Coot chicks on the Long Water sat on a rock.

The Mallard on the Long Water is an unusually good mother by the standards of ducks, and her brood of six has survived another day.

Most of the time they are safely out of sight under the bushes.

The Egyptian Goose family at the island had come out of the water to be fed by visitors ...

... not noticing that their sixth gosling had wandered off by itself. I chased it back to them.

A Jay near the Henry Moore sculpture raised its crest and fluffed itself up. This one too has started taking peanuts from my hand.

A Wood Pigeon drank on the edge of the Dell waterfall.

A Wren sang beside the Long Water.

A young Robin in the Rose Garden came confidently out from under the bushes, so I threw it a pine nut.

The Red Arrows flew over unexpectedly.

One should really not write a message of this kind on a balloon that is inevitably going to deflate.


  1. Well done on reuniting the gosling with its family. They are very silly sometimes

    1. They are constantly silly but endlessly prolific. Pile 'em high, sell 'em cheap,

  2. Love the picture of the Red Arrows. True masters of their craft.

    Ralph may not like to hear it because he is far too modest, but I bet if birds thought in human terms, they'd regarded him as their guardian angel.

    1. I reckon the birds think 'Ah, it's the human with the food.'