I got to hold a red breasted nuthatch today! I wanted to get a picture, but by the time I got my camera from the house the little guy was complaining and wanting to fly away, which was a good sign.
The Hermit had told me there was a bird inside the new house, flying against the upper windows trying to get out. I went to the upper floor with Calvin and Mr. Attitude. Calvin found a dead hummingbird. :( Mr. Attitude found the nuthatch, sitting in front of the window looking exhausted. I cradled it in one hand while I climbed down the ladder.
Red breasted nuthatches are tiny. This bird was barely the width of my hand; with my hand clasped around it, only the front of its head and its long bill stood out.
I don't like finding injured birds, but I'm glad this one was able to recover and fly away so quickly. And holding one is just an amazing thing.