|Stretching his wing. See? Not broken.|
|Such delicate little feet!|
I put him down because I thought he might be ready to fly:
|Oh, he flew all right.|
But eventually, he flew off:
|Preparing for take off.|
UPDATE: I found out what kind of bird this is! And by "I," I mean extensive research done by Crossword Wiz Mel. It's an indigo bunting. And then! After all that wondering what kind of exotic bird it could be, in a casual convo with Fisherman Willie, he says, "Hey, have you noticed we have a few indigo buntings around?"