371/365 Locked Out
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Few photos advance with me through the years. I take new ones that replace older ones that have lost their mystery over time. But this photo still intrigues me seven years later.
A rusted lock, a corroded gate, and a cemetery. Still a mystery.
Mayhap some mysteries are better left unsolved. If it still haunts you after all this time, maybe you should let the sleeping puppy lie . . .
August 2, 2012 at 1:03 am
Oh, but I rather like this one.
August 2, 2012 at 6:35 am
Wonder who, what they are trying to keep out, in? (shiver) A possum just ran over my grave!
August 2, 2012 at 7:17 am
Who knows? Maybe I’ll visit it tonight and find out….
August 2, 2012 at 7:29 am
You are a brave soul!
August 2, 2012 at 6:54 pm
If I’m not back in September, that means I’ve…crossed…through…the…gates…..
August 2, 2012 at 6:56 pm
Don’t cross over. You have unfinished business. We will miss your posts.
August 2, 2012 at 7:03 pm
I’m not crossing. Not by any means!!! I just love the mystery is all. Thanks, Sheila.
August 2, 2012 at 9:04 pm
Me, too!
Have fun with your time away from blogging.
August 2, 2012 at 9:28 pm