Morning walk revealed a bedraggled but beautiful Green Barbet chick trying to find a footing on a small bush. Last nights storm seemed to have propelled it into the low lying greens.
As I wandered around wondering what to do, the chick seemed to take it upon herself to let me know that she was fine. As she fluttered to a higher branch, I was reassured that she could take care of herself.
When I returned from my walk she was nowhere to be seen. Hopefully, branch by branch she was able to climb her way home. 😊