This little fellow was barely fledged. Just beginning to turn red, mostly on his tail, which he kept trying out like it was something that didn’t belong to him—guess it didn’t yet. Found him on the back deck this morning at my dad’s house when I was watering some plants. Thought he was hurt or sick. Patted him on the back a little, and he didn’t move much. We had a little chat and after ten minutes or so, he finally made a little tentative flight over to a nearby windowsill, then to a rail, then off into the wild blue yonder (or probably a bush nearby).
