It was a day of heavy showers, including a thunderstorm, and occasional sunny intervals. A soggy female Great Tit ...
... had several young sheltering in a tree behind the Albert Memorial ...
... and took pine nuts to feed them with.
Blackbirds are glad when it rains, as it brings up worms. This one was in the Flower Walk.
A Wren struck a grand pose at the foot of Buck Hill ...
... where a young Blackcap could be seen in the leaves ...
... and a Robin scolded a Magpie.
I give the Magpies peanuts to draw them away from trying to eat the young songbirds, though it probably makes no difference. One waited on a swan-headed urn in the Italian Garden. (This is one of the replacement urns carved a few years ago to replace badly eroded ones when the garden was being renovated. The quality of the carving is excellent.)
A Jackdaw was also expecting a peanut.
A female Grey Wagtail and a young one hunted around the outflow of the Serpentine. The young one is already independent and feeding itself.
Mark Williams sent a fine picture of a juvenile Dunnock in St James's Park. I've never yet managed to get a picture of a young one.
Two pairs of Great Crested Grebes on the Serpentine were doing territorial displays at each other. One grebe emphasised the point by coming up with a bit of weed and waving it at his mate as if performing the full dance, although they hadn't gone through any of the preliminary display.
The Coots in the nest by the bridge ignored the rain and got on with feeding the chicks.
The Mute Swans from the gravel bank in the Long Water brought their cygnets over in the hope of being fed, but the rain had kept away the usual visitors who stuff them with unhealthy bread.
As soon as a shower stopped, the Buff-Tailed Bumblebees in the Rose Garden emerged from wherever they had been sheltering and crowded on to the Stachys flowers.
An Early Bumblebee preferred a patch of Heuchera.