While my DH was downstairs in his study, he heard some loud frantic chirping.
Outside, in the window well, was a baby robin who had fallen down into our very deep window well and it couldn't get out.
We tried various means to retrieve it. It could fly just enough to elude capture, but not well enough to fly out. Finally, my hubby got a green plastic rake and the baby bird hopped onto it. (I guess it looked more like grass).A little later,the mother robin perched on our porch post and chirped a thankyou.