A hot day

The Little owlet at the Round Pond was in the shade in a horse chestnut tree ...

... with its father on the other side of the tree, far enough away to avoid being pestered.

A Blackbird landed in a hawthorn tree by the Queen's Temple.

A Carrion Crow sunbathed by the Henry Moore sculpture, looking like a stealth bomber.

Ahmet Amerikali got a picture of a Reed Warbler in a tree east of the Lido. I could hear young ones calling here today.

A Grey Heron sunbathed on a boathouse roof.

One of the chicks in the nest was standing tall, showing how much they've grown.

A Great Crested Grebe on the Long Water had caught a large fish. The chick wanted it but was far too small to be able to swallow it. The adult managed to, but only with considerable effort.

A Coot on the Serpentine found an apple and ate it enthusiastically.

A Coot under the Italian Garden fountains washed and preened beside its nest, copied by a chick.

Preening in birds is infectious, like yawning for humans. A Moorhen just along the shore joined in.

The day was hot enough to keep weaker souls out of the park, and there were hardly any dogs. This allowed the geese to feed on the lush grass under the Cockpit, where they can't normally go in the daytime.

The three Canada goslings are now healthy teenagers. They were at the Triangle.

The Egyptian Geese on the Serpentine are hanging tenaciously on to their six goslings.

Four have unexpectedly appeared on the Long Water, quite well grown. They must be from the pair by the Henry Moore sculpture, who have kept them well hidden. They were on the gravel strip but, as you can see from the cygnet on the left ...

... uncomfortably close to the killer Mute Swan's family.

While the normal Mallard drakes are all well into eclipse, the dark ones look unchanged.

A male Black-Tailed Skimmer dragonfly rested on the granite kerb at the Vista. It's unusual with dragonflies for the male to be drabber than the female, but here the females are splendid in yellow and black -- see the blog for 19 June.