I was shoveling snow at work and heard a little tap on the glass door near where I had tools stationed. I didn’t think much of it aside from fluctuations from the sharp drop in temperature until I saw this little one just sitting on the ground when I went to shovel the other side. I put my hand down, and after seeing she wasn’t trying to escape, gently guided her onto my hand. After taking the picture for this post, I held the little one close to my chest in an area away from the wind - thinking maybe warming up could help her regain senses faster. We also have a lot of hungry seagulls scoping the area, so I wanted to protect the little nugget from becoming a snack until she was ready to go. After she started being more mobile, I walked out to an open area with a few trees and waited for the little one to fly off with an outstretched arm - which only took a couple minutes before fluttering to a nearby branch.

It’s such a special moment for me, and I teared up a bit when she took off.

Little one bonked into a glass door from what I know, and after noticing, I took the time to provide shelter and warmth until it was ready to fly away to a nearby branch - maybe 40 minutes? Enough time for me to take my work break and then a few extra to tell anyone with complaints to shove off. Just a gentle touch at the tail feathers and she walked right on.

The glass door is at an alleyway, so I don’t think the bonk was very hard. Unfortunately I was on the clock, and don’t have any knowledge of how to recoup birds, so I did the best I could.