This time of year, a clan of great blue herons comes to nest in a stand of trees near x̌ʷay̓x̌ʷəy̓ (a.k.a. Stanley Park). It’s an amazing thing to watch these pelecaniformes maneuver; they’re giant birds, & yet they seem to glide forever on nothing except air.
Wood ducks can’t exactly glide like these herons do, BUT they clearly have the fanciest color scheme out of any bird in this park! I love their little feather helmets & strangely-narrow necks.