Last April a baby crow got stuck on my back porch post thinking he couldn’t fly. His mother was on the roof above offering encouragement, but he stayed put all day. I put some bits of food on the railing for him which he ate. The next day he turned up in my backyard and we put him back up on his post and put out some more food.
Months went by with no sign of him and this week I was walking up the back walkway and Whoosh came Crow nearly brushing my hair and landed on his post. He was beautiful and glossy now and flew down from the roof to get the little food I put out for him.