The not quite red Robin

A young Robin at Mount Gate had got most of its adult red feathers.

A Wren scolded a Magpie, which wasn't particularly near but Wrens are easily annoyed.

The Magpie was with a teenager quite old enough to be finding its own food, but still begging. Its parent ignored it.

A Carrion Crow washed under a drinking fountain, shook itself dry and flew off.

The Reed Warbler at the Italian Garden was still busy with two young to feed.

The male Little Owl at the Round Pond was on his favourite branch in the horse chestnut.

The female at the Serpentine Gallery was lurking in the middle of the lime tree.

The male was also quite hard to find in the same tree.

I haven't seen any owlets in either place for a while. Perhaps they have now been thrown out to fend for themselves.

The pigeon-eating Lesser Black-Backed Gull's mate was being pursued by their whining youngster.

A Grey Heron worked its way down the terrace of the Lido restaurant hoping that someone would throw it a scrap.

The male Grat Crested Grebe at the bridge was surrounded by three boisterous chicks, one reaching for the small feather he was holding.

A charming picture by Virginia of of a chick dashing to collect a fish.

Virginia also found the first returning Shoveller on the Long Water. It's a drake in eclipse and looking drab, but still has bright wings in the colours of the flag of Uzbekistan.

A Mallard with two ducklings crossed the waterfront at the Vista.

Two pairs of Greylag Goose parents shepherded six teenagers. The young ones are already airworthy, and probably this group flew in from another lake where they could breed without being predated by Herring Gulls. Young Greylags don't have the noticeable white dividing line that adults have under their wings.

A patch of Meadow Cranesbill behind the Lido attracted a lot of bees, mostly Honeybees but also a small slim one which may be a species of Mining Bee.

Wasps enjoyed an apple that someone had put out for the Rose-Ringed Parakeets.