More young birds

A young Robin looked out from a bush in the Flower Walk.

A Wren jumped about in a chestnut tree, furiously scolding a Carrion Crow that was perched higher up.

While I was dashing around the tree trying to get a reasonable photograph of the fast moving bird, I accidentally photographed a Chiffchaff. Both of them look quite young, judging by the amount of yellow on their bills and the Chiffchaff's faint face markings

A male Greenfinch perched in a treetop -- like many finches they like high places -- and sang his monotonous wheezing song.

There was a brown Carrion Crow at the leaf yard.

A Jay in the Flower Walk was expecting its daily treat.

A pair of Magpies by the Round Pond considered that their youngster was now quite old enough to find its own food, and ignored its begging.

This was by the Little Owls' nest tree. The male adult was on his usual perch in the small lime ...

... keeping an eye on one of the owlets in a horse chestnut.

An owlet at the Serpentine Gallery looked down from the nest tree.

A Grey Heron hijacked the Coots' nest at the bridge to use as a fishing platform.

A teenage Moorhen turned up unexpectedly in a planter in the Italian Garden. There was a family of Moorhens on the Long Water which I photographed several months ago when the chicks were tiny, but never saw again. This is likely to be one of them.

A female Mandarin came ashore at the Vista. I was worried that this was the one with the duckling and had lost it, but luckily it wasn't as the two of them were in their usual place on the landing stage by the Diana fountain.

I hadn't seen the Black Swan for three days, but he turned up at the Dell restaurant with his white girlfriend in tow.

The swans with six cygnets were on the Long Water again, here seen looking down from the bridge. One of the cygnets has an injured leg but fortunately it's not broken and should recover.

The Egyptian with five goslings on the north shore of the Serpentine looked suspiciously at a crow sidling up to them. It was the notorious Headbanger. Luckily for them he turned to his usual game of tormenting me. He know perfectly well that it he hits me on the head he won't get a peanut, but finds the game more rewarding than the snack.

Three Canada x Greylag Goose hybrids cruised past in an orderly manner.

Mark Williams sent a lovely picture of two Marbled White butterflies at Hutchinson's Bank.