Birds are nesting in various parts of our roof (soffits, maybe?) and we say we're going to repair them after they all fly south. We'll see if we manage that.
In the meantime, they enjoy eating the puppy kibble strewn throughout the yard. Last week we found a dead nestling on the ground. So today when we found a live nestling on the ground, we wanted to rescue it.
We made a nest out of paper for it and put it on the porch roof, 4 feet under the soffit. We watched its parent fly with worm toward the baby several times, but never land to feed.
So Phillip put the bird back in the roof. We may never know its fate (especially if we don't get around to fixing the roof).