Stepped out the back door and into a confrontation between a murder of crows and an impressively-sized raccoon; the crows took off and I could hear my new friend breathing as we regarded each other.
Walking down the alley, a coyote crossed my path moving at full tilt.
Robins serenaded me on my walk to the bus stop.
At Main & Hastings a flock of seagulls harassed an eagle making its way south and east, presumably to its nest in Strathcona Park.
Finally, and long overdue, the admonition came to mind: “Remember Vancouver: you are wild.”