New heron and grebe chicks

A Hobby called from a plane tree in the avenue between the Albert Memorial and the Physical Energy statue, and it was possible to get a glimpse of it on a high branch.

It was answered from a distance, and then the other three Hobbies swept into view. This is one of the young ones, without the red 'underpants' of an adult.

There was a breeze at the Round Pond, and the female Little Owl was on the branch where she goes to shelter from the wind.

She passed the time with a preen and scratch.

The nestbound young Grey Heron was making a loud fuss as usual, begging at an adult on a branch above it ...

... and also as usual there was another adult in the upper nest where the previous set of chicks were brought up. But today there was movement in that nest, and a new pair of chicks came into view.

Like the previous brood here they had been hidden behind the hawthorn branch on the right. They have already grown quite large and are very active.

Trying to catch a view of a Migrant Hawker dragonfly at the bridge ...

... was made difficult by the constant demands of the large Great Tit family there, both adults ...

... and their numerous young ones.

Otherwise it wasn't a good day for seeing small birds, though there was a sight of a Long-Tailed Tit in the Dell.

There was a distant view of Great Crested Grebes with chicks on the Long Water, and I thought that the family from the Serpentine island with three chicks must have come under the bridge. But a closer look at the photograph shows a row of four little stripy heads on their father's back while the mother brings a fish.

I don't know where the nest was, but there's a wide area behind that trailing poplar branch that you can't see from any angle.

The family on the Serpentine were near the small boathouses. The mother fed one of the chicks ...

... and another chick, which must have had enough for the time being, was dozing.

The Coots at the bridge were not on their nest, and it looks as if they have finally given up any attempt to breed again. There was a Coot on the other ill-fated nest by the post at Peter Pan, but I think it's the same story there.

The nest in the Italian Garden is still going, but nothing worth photographing was happening when I passed.

The Mute Swan family went under the bridge on to the Serpentine to spread alarm and despondency. Most of the other swans are still staying close to the far end of the lake to keep away from them.

A Mallard drake rested in the willow at the bridge while several others quacked around in the water below. It's beginning to get plain grey feathers on its back again after being in eclipse.

People love to dance when there's a concert in the Hyde Park bandstand. It's easy when it's a Latin band: a tango is a tango and the moves are well known. But when it's a military band, in this case the Mercian Brass Band from Wolverhampton,  it's not so clear what to do. However, they were working out a routine and everyone was having fun.