i am wound fairly loosely. i don’t let things get to me for the most part, and don’t spend a lot of time worrying about what people think. for some reason, though, i have surrounded myself with tightly wound, sensitive types. my husband is sensitive and (less and less, but still) anxious, my son is gentle and fragile, my daughter can be high strung and moody. and, of course, my dog is a complete mess. i’m thinking maybe the branch here needs the vine, and the vine needs the branch.

unidentified vines and branch

grass lake regional trail, saint paul, minnesota