On a very windy morning a Grey Heron's nest on the island was tossing round and the occupant was looking a bit disarranged.
A Moorhen walking along the edge of one of the reed rafts was having to flap to keep its balance in the gusts.
The Black Swan and his girlfriend were hard to find, as they had gone on to the Long Water and were under some brambles at the edge. It's more sheltered there and, for the time being, the resident male Mute Swan was leaving them in peace.
The pair of Mandarins that have been near the bridge have gradually worked their way up to the Lido. They may be looking for a nest hole in one of the trees at the back of the swimming area.
Coots are building nests all over the Long Water. This one just north of the Vista is growing rapidly. Last year the pair building here produced an imposing pile of twigs three feet wide and two feet high, and it looks as if they're aiming at a repeat performance.
A Treecreeper was running up a trunk near the bridge.
The pair of Song Thrushes near the Henry Moore sculpture were foraging in the grass.
A Blue Tit came out from a nearby bush demanding to be fed.
And so did a pair of Nuthatches in the leaf yard.
The Little Owl in the oak tree was in its well sheltered hole enjoying a sunny interval.