Bird recovery, Jax Beach

 I was ending my Sunday walk in Jax Beach when I came upon this little guy. He or she had probably flown into one of the glass store windows. Usually this results in a broken neck and a dead bird. I thought the wind was ruffling it's feathers but there was no wind, so I looked more closely and saw that it was breathing and trying to fly. So I picked it up and held it for a bit until it started cheeping indignantly at me. I put it up high in a bush and it yelled at me a bit more and then flew off.

Now we each have a story to tell.