The Cetti's Warbler who sings beside the Long Water has a mate. I saw both of them flying through the bushes together and managed to get a picture of one. Not the world's best photograph, but these shy and elusive birds are very hard indeed to catch.
The Cetti on the Serpentine island was singing as well.
Also by the Long Water, a Long-Tailed Tit flew on to a blossoming hawthorn twig.
Two Blackcaps sang at each other from opposite sides of the path.
A Greenfinch wheezed and twittered from a treetop, but refused to turn round.
A Song Thrush was looking nervous ...
... because a Magpie ...
... and a Jay were staring at it from close quarters.
In the Flower Walk, I saw a furious male Blackbird chase a Jay out of the tree where his mate must have been nesting. There was no chance of getting a picture through the branches.
A Pied Wagtail trotted through the slime on the edge of the Serpentine.
No day would be complete without a visit from the Coal Tit at Mount Gate.
The pair of Robins also made an appearance.
I think this Herring Gull at the Triangle had killed the Feral Pigeon it was eating. The usual pigeon-eating Lesser Black-Back was busy with his own pigeon at the far end of the lake, and there were no other big gulls near. I've seen a Lesser Black-Back (not our usual one) killing a pigeon in the same place -- it's full of pigeons because people feed the birds here -- but this was nowhere to be seen. Also the pigeon was still almost entire and hadn't been partly eaten by a previous gull.
A young Grey Heron wandered too close to the female Mute Swan nesting by the Lido restaurant terrace, and her mate sped in to scare it off.
Tufted drakes engage in competitive runs and flights to impress females.
A pair of Gadwalls preened on the Serpentine. I'm very fond of these quiet coloured, well behaved ducks.
What a contrast with the violent behaviour of Mallard drakes. This one at the boathouse killed one of the five Mallard ducklings.
The drakes also drive the females way from their families in attempts to rape them. They seriously impair the survival of their species, and you would have thought that evolution would have bred this behaviour out of them. But it hasn't, any more than it has with murderous Mute Swans.
The Egyptian Geese were also at the boathouse with their seven goslings.
The eldest gosling was grazing at the Lido.
A pretty clump of columbine has come up beside the steps at the northwest corner of the bridge.