Heron nesting?

A Grey Heron was sitting in the upper middle nest on the island.  It's too early to be sure that it's already sitting on eggs, but we need to keep an eye on this nest.

The Little Owl at the Round Pond was out on her usual horse chestnut in the morning ...

... but when I came back in the afternoon there was a squirrel looking out of her hole.

This is not a disaster, as she can get into the tree through the other hole in the end of the branch. And last year a squirrel actually brought up a family in the tree, after which the owls managed to evict them so they could nest themselves.

A Jackdaw looked out of a nearby oak ...

... and the Wigeon was still here, grazing a short way along the shore.

The Robin by the Henry Moore sculpture is now confident enough to come to my hand. It can get more pine nuts that way, as it simply stays there till it's had enough.

The Coal Tit in the Rose Garden shrubbery is also gaining confidence, and will now come out to take pine nuts from the ground ...

... which the pair of Chaffinches have been doing for a while now.

It's impossible to go anywhere in Kensington Gardens without Great Tits erupting from the trees for their daily treat. This one was by the Queen's Temple.

A salad with halloumi cheese was not to the liking of a human diner at the Lido restaurant, but was a great hit with the Feral Pigeons.

The dominant Black-Headed Gull by the landing stage gave the camera a challenging stare.

This Lesser Black-Back at the Triangle looks very much like Pigeon Eater, but he isn't. Pigeon Eater has a unique ring of black dots on the yellow iris of each eye.

A young Herring Gull enjoyed trying to walk along the line of buoys at the Lido without falling off. It did, twice.

A Great Crested Grebe hunted along the submerged concrete apron that protects the edge of the Serpentine. Small fish tend to lurk under the step where it meets the clay bottom of the lake.

An Egyptian Goose drank from a puddle on the horse ride by the Serpentine Road.

A pair of Shovellers cruised past Peter Pan.

I was wrong about the Red-Crested Pochards having left the Long Water. Here they are near the bridge.

There's also a single drake on the Serpentine, which I photographed yesterday.

Twenty-four things you are not allowed to bring into the Winter Wasteland. Third row: the first icon understandably forbids witches, but what on earth is the third item? If it looks like anything it's a Saturn V rocket, as used for the Moon landings.

Reminded of Browning's lines:

There's a great text in Galatians,

Once you trip on it, entails

Twenty-nine distinct damnations,

One sure, if another fails ...

Later: I'm told it's a bottle of nitrous oxide. We live in interesting times.

Still on the topic of the Nanny State, the park will be closed tomorrow and maybe on Sunday, as there's a bit of wind again. I'll be reporting from somewhere else.