Conflicted

Driving along a gravel road, I barely noticed something 'different' and stopped before driving over this little swallow.  He appeared to have something wrong with one wing.

Conflict...attempt to rescue him or leave him to whatever fate may befall him.  In the end, I chose to encourage him off the road and as he was chirping loudly, I hoped he would signal that he needed help and would be fed by his mama. Que sera, sera....positive thoughts though.

D