I suppose I’m the kind of person who enjoys a good mystery. I like watching mysteries (particularly British) but I think what I’m realizing is that I’m simply fascinated with mystery. Even if and when I can “figure it out,” I don’t always want to. The mystery itself is enough. Does that make sense?
The photos reflect a few mysteries I’ve come across in recent days.
(header photo: on a building in Lynchburg, VA)