The Big Wind blew our wisteria off the brick facade. I was so relieved to see that the vine was intact — unhinged but not broken.
And then I had to laugh. Metaphors are a way of life, aren’t they? It took my husband awhile to get this about me (he’s an engineer — it took me a while to get this about him). I, too, am unhinged but not broken.
Perhaps “off the wall” is a bit better, though?
Yes. Exactly this.
I have a feeling a lot of us feel this way.
it’s turning itself into a bower!
The birds love that vine! You’re right about that.