Minutes later.....

a car raced along this road through the woods. Luckily, I'd just got the baby squirrel away into the trees! Think the gales must have dislodged him from his drey. He looks to be about seven weeks old, eyes open and ear tufts sprouted, so I know he can survive on his own even if the adults don't locate him again. They are very sweet at this age, but believe me they have very sharp teeth, so I did not attempt to pick him up!
The extra pic shows how windy it was today.