A Wren beside the Long Water scolded a predator in a nearby tree, probably a Magpie.

There are a lot of Wrens along the path on the east side of the Long Water.

One of the pair of Grey Wagtails nesting under the little plank bridge at the bottom of the Dell waterfall flew out to catch insects in midair.

The Little Owl near the Henry Moore sculpture was in her usual place in the alder tree, but she went in later when it started raining.

The Great Crested Grebes' nest in the willow under the bridge is sheltered from the prevailing westerly winds, but when an east wind sends waves through the bridge arch it rocks alarmingly. I've seen grebe nests here fall apart in such conditions. Fortunately this nest was made by, and stolen from, a Coot, so it's much more strongly built than the usual sloppy thing made by a grebe.

The grebe at the east end of the island was sheltered by the floating baskets and much more comfortable. This nest too must have been made by a Coot, as the large twigs show.

A fine picture by Jon Spoard of a Coot feeding a chick.

The father of the four Mute Swan cygnets on the Serpentine took his turn to look after them.

A charming picture by Joyze of the mother swan with two cygnets looking round at one of them sitting on her back.

One of the Bar-Headed x Greylag Goose hybrids has a surprising taste for peanuts, which it shells efficiently by crunching them up and spitting out the bits of shell. Someone in its home of St James's Park must have been feeding it with peanuts.

It doesn't always get its nut when there are Carrion Crows around.

Now that the snack bars have reopened, crows can steal bits of cake again. This one's discoloured feathers suggest that it's accustomed to a diet of junk food.

The Egyptian Geese with three goslings crossed the sand of the horse track, heading for the safety of the lake as four large dogs approached.

Duncan Campbell sent a picture of three of the seven young Egyptians on the traffic island at Marble Arch, now seven weeks old and still growing well in spite of the grass being withered by the hot weather. They are eating plants in the flower beds, and the kind gardener indulges them.

The Mandarin drake at the Vista is now almost completely in eclipse, and looking very sad. It's for his own good, as he will soon be moulting his wing feathers and unable to fly, so the less conspicuous he looks the better.

An Emperor dragonfly hunted over the mats of algae at the north end of the Long Water.