While going for a solo jog this morning, I picked up a ring hanging off a branch amongst shrubs. No, it's not a Tiffany diamond ring. It's a battered worn cheap metal ring with the word LOVE inscribed on it. I don't think it's lost accidentally from the way I found it, so I figure it's another relationship casualty 3 days before Valentine's Day. I don't know why, but it didn't feel ok leaving the ring on the branch so I just plucked it off and carried it away. I hope the ring owner is ok.