A Blue Tit is nesting in the tall gas lamp post in the Rose Garden. It's hard to work out how it can build a nest in the extension at the top of the post, which seems to be a length of ordinary scaffolding tube with the gas pipe running up the middle.

The Long-Tailed Tits were feeding their young with green caterpillars.

Another Long-Tailed Tit beside the Long Water had found a particularly large one.

Blackcaps are singing all over the park. There are a lot of them this year.

Wrens are also steadily increasing, helped by several mild winters.

It's not easy to film tiny Goldcrests as they flit around restlessly, but today one of the pair at the bridge was in an obliging mood.

The Little Owl in the alder tree was asleep and wouldn't look down, even at the sound of unfamiliar voices of people admiring it.

This is sad to watch. The Grey Heron that was injured by a bicycle several weeks ago is still alive, and somehow painfully managing to find enough to eat to keep it alive. Earlier Hugh and I tried and failed to catch it, more or less impossible while it's still strong enough to fly. Today Carrion Crows were making its life a misery in the Dell.

The Egyptian Goose with one gosling was resting near the Triangle car park. The gosling sprawled inelegantly, as they do.

The Egyptians with seven goslings were under the trees on the south side of the Serpentine, making the most of the scanty grass.

There was also a Pied Wagtail hunting insects.

A Great Crested Grebe preened.

The Coots in the reed bed on the east side of the Long Water have won back their nest from the Mute Swans that were squatting there.

There are many Hairy-Footed Flower bees this year, as many as the more familiar Buff-Tailed Bumblebees.

A large Common Carp in one of the pools in the Italian Garden. Paul thinks that they can move from one pool to another along the big old Victorian pipes that keep the water level equal in the five pools.