Woody the wood duck was paddling around, took a break on the bank, and then paddled out to check out a hen with her ducklings. I can’t say whether the hen and ducklings are wood ducks or not.
Following the ducks is a bit of “macro madness” — I found various interesting critters in the iris and roses. While I was out moving hoses to hook up drip systems, this female mallard hopped up on the neighbor’s wall. Then she hopped back down, and I could hear her making little quacking noises. When I looked over the wall, she was marching off with four ducklings in a row behind her.