A pair of Long-Tailed Tits were bustling around in a hawthorn tree in the small clump down the hill from the Queen's Temple. There must be a nest in the brambles underneath.
Work continues on the nest in the Rose Garden, and a bird was bringing a feather.
One of the Robins was waiting in the Wedge-Leaf Wattle ...
... and so was the tatty Blue Tit which was the first one to come to feed in the Rose Garden several months ago. Now it has brought in its friends and relations. It was very impatient and kept landing on the camera, which made it hard to photograph.
The Chaffinch didn't see me till I had left the Rose Garden, but caught up in the Magnolia stellata outside the gate.
The Coal Tits were in the corkscrew hazel in the Dell.
There was a rather obstructed view of one of the Song Thrushes by the Henry Moore sculpture hauling up a worm in the bushes. I've been seeing Song Thrushes in this place for years and there must be a dynasty of them here. It's a good place for them with plenty of scrub reaching down to the Long Water.
The female Little Owl at the Round Pond came out on the horse chestnut in the afternoon.
Pigeon Eater and his mate were away from their usual place at the Dell restaurant, and a pair of Herring Gulls were able to doze peacefully side by side on the roof.
The Grey Heron in the new nest on the island was standing up, so yesterday's sight of it sitting down was no indication that it was nesting. This is a relief, as the nest is too small to be useful, and if it was extended on this narrow branch it would quite likely fall off.
There were herons all round the lake: on the loggia of the Italian Garden ...
... on an umbrella at the Lido restaurant ...
... and on top of a tree at the Triangle.
One of the Coots nesting in the Italian Garden fountains turned over the eggs to keep them evenly warmed.
Another on the Serpentine was washing and shaking down its feathers.
The mother of the eight Egyptian goslings on the Round Pond saw a dog coming and called them, and they obediently trotted over the the safety of the water.
The single gosling on the Serpentine has survived another day.
One of the dark Mallards was in the grass beside the leaf yard, a long way from the water. It may be the one that has a mate, and she may be nesting in the bushes.




















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