Crown of Twigs

The tree and bush in my backyard now hold hands. Perhaps after a storm or maybe from animal creation, a branch fell from the tree onto the bush and the bush's twigs grew wrapped around it, creating a little bridge. I admire it when I take my dog out, as smart squirrels use that little bridge to get into the tree and get far away from my barking monstrosity. It came from nowhere, as I noticed it on a day in June after a long day at work, a fully grown entity, and I wondered how long it had been there. How long had these trees been communicating about this fallen branch? Had they communicated at all or did the bush see the tree struggling and help it out? Nature is wonderful sometimes.