Micro-Evacuation

I can't unfuck most of what's fucked up with the world right now. But this morning, while riding my bike downtown to pick up mail from the PO box, I found an adolescent house wren in the middle of the street. It didn't appear injured but it was immobile - either it had tried to fly and wasn't quite ready, or it had been stunned by a close encounter with a car. I picked it up, got about five seconds of dashcam video, and moved it under someone's landscaping. I don't know if that did any good but at least it was something I could affect.