The fledgling pigeon fell straight into the water below the safe haven of the nest it had hatched in that was resting on a pipe under a pier. Sadly, not really a viable nest for it to be launched from. I first met this junior bird, still with its soft furry juvenile feathers, swaddled as you see here.
|Pigeon looks uncertain here, soon after its arrival.|
|At this stage, (later) it was relaxed, drying out and taking in the world it had arrived at - our house. It didn't even mind a gentle one finger stroking of its head.|