Wren on the move

Wrens leap around inside trees and bushes, mostly invisible. But the sparse foliage on a half-dead cedar in the Dell gives an only slightly obstructed view.

A flock of Long-Tailed Tits passed through the trees.

A Blue Tit perched in a rose bush in the Rose Garden.

There are now two Robins here that come for food: this one in the shrubbery, and the one in the flower beds that I photographed yesterday.

The increasingly confident male Chaffinch also lives in the shrubbery, with a shy mate that you don't see much of though I have managed to get her to take an occasional pine nut.

It was quite windy at the Round Pond, but the Little Owl was putting up with the flailing leaves of the horse chestnut.

Pigeon Eater was looking peeved ...

... because the pale Lesser Black-Back had taken his favourite spot on the Dell restaurant roof. There is definitely a rivalry between these two birds, both of which are large and dominant. But the pale gull doesn't hunt Feral Pigeons -- not yet, anyway.

This young Grey Heron is from the third brood on the island, not the latest one. It has found a good spot to fish beside a boathouse, where it has the chance of a fish lurking under the floating leaves and of one sticking its head out from under the beam holding up the wall.

One of the Great Crested Grebe chicks on the Long Water had followed its father to the collapsed willow at the bridge, a good fishing spot because fish lurk among the submerged branches.

Unlike their relatives Coots, Moorhens don't dive much. They are too buoyant and their slim feet don't give much propulsion to keep them under. But this one washing on the edge of the Serpentine managed it twice.

A Common Pochard drake came over to the Vista to see if anyone was feeding the ducks. They are completely wild birds but gradually accustoming themselves to the ways of the park.

One of the odd-coloured Mallard drakes was dabbling under the landing stage. It has an unusually bright green head.

This untidy bundle of feathers is an Egyptian Goose that was preening on the edge of the Serpentine and was caught by a tailwind.

The arbutus in the Rose Garden is still attracting late insects. A Speckled Wood butterfly fed on a flower ...

... and a Common Carder bee was browsing on the fallen flowers underneath.

A Honeybee worked over one of the innumerable varieties of Salvia that come out of the park greenhouses ...

... but this seems to be a genuinely wild flower, a Small-Flowered Cranesbill coming up in the grass on the edge of the Italian Garden.