I think this fledgling must have fallen from the nest where it was hatched--or maybe it fell during one of its early attempts at flying. It's a sad sight, but I realize it's a common occurence.
Not far from the Viewpoint is the Field. This evening, as dusk was coming on, there was a strange light effect here. It wasn't very dark yet, but the street light had come on and was casting a light that on the street appeared pink but on the grass, yellow-green.