The Black Swan asserts himself

The Black Swan was still obsessively following 4GIQ on the Serpentine. They passed the dominant Black-Headed Gull from the landing stage.

But then the boss Mute Swan flew over the bridge on to the Long Water. He was soon followed by the Black Swan, who is still in a most aggressive mood and swaggered about in front of the boss. He was shooed away, but came back calling derisively. 

Just one of the boss Mute Swan's six teenagers has remained on the Long Water, and the boss was chasing it. Was he just in a bad mood after being irritated by the Black Swan? Or had he come to chivvy his straying offspring back to join the other five on the Serpentine?

The Great Crested Grebes are still at the Vista, but the ice has melted right across the waterfront, allowing them to fish under the bushes on the other side.

A pair of Moorhens wandered around the fallen tree at Peter Pan.

The young Moorhen at the Vista is still in drab teenage brown, though its feet have started to turn yellow. A Coot this age would already be looking completely adult.

A pair of Gadwalls and a pair of Mallards dabbled in a pool in the Italian Garden.

The immature Shoveller drake was still on the Serpentine. The few on the Long Water seem to have flown away when it froze, but there are still a couple on the round Pond.

This Grey Heron is often in one of the upper middle nests on the island. There's no sign of it being one of a pair.

Pigeon Eater was hunting by the Dell restaurant.

The Pied Wagtail worked her way up the edge of the Serpentine against a stiff wind, carefully avoiding getting washed away by the breaking waves ...

... but when she turned downwind she was seriously disarranged.

Most of the small birds in the Rose Garden were in the circle of yew hedge, which gives some shelter from the wind. They included the familiar Robin, which came to my hand several times.

A Coal Tit pushed its way to the front of the crowd of Great Tits.

A Blue Tit was impatient to be fed.

There was also a mob in the Flower Walk and at the southwest corner of the bridge, led by the resident Robin.

A Coal Tit looked down from a twig.

The gigantic mess of the Wasteland is still being cleared. The ramp for the ambulance has been removed, leaving a patch of yellow twisted daffodil leaves. They will recover slowly, and flower about a fortnight after the others that haven't been covered.