The Tawny owlets were again at the southwest corner of the leaf yard, flying from tree to tree calling loudly. They stayed in place just long enough to get pictures of two of them.
They are beginning to look more grown up.
The male Little Owl was sunbathing in his usual place, but no one could find the rest of the family.
When I was under their tree yesterday evening I found a half-grown young Carrion Crow stranded on the path, although it had no visible injuries. I moved it to a safer place and gave it some food and water, but when I passed by later it was dead, and this morning it had vanished. Now I wonder whether it might have been attacked by a Little Owl -- they are extremely fierce and punch well above their weight. Crows have already taken at least one Little owlet, so if I am right we are looking at a bitter blood feud.
More cheerfully, the newest brood of three Greylag goslings are all well, and here they are beside the Serpentine.
So are the two Mandarin ducklings, here seen on the Long Water at the Vista. They are now looking very like their mother (or mothers), but you can see that their wings are not yet fully developed.
A Great Crested Grebe fishing in a patch of weed near the Italian Garden came up so thickly covered with the stuff that it looked as if it was wearing a green overcoat.
This grebe had caught a very large roach near the bridge.
After several attempts, it finally managed to swallow its prey.
But that was not as big as the carp which had congregated near the outflow of the Serpentine. This one must weigh at least twenty pounds.