My husband and I went for a 6 mile hike on the Santa Fe Trail, a setting that inspired my first published novel. The mystery today is not in my story. We've noticed a gate, detached from any fencing, standing solo in a field. It has been there as long as I remember.
What's new is the addition of a lock. And then another lock. Over a dozen random locks.
Locks on the gate to nowhere.
I probably won't write a story about the gate. The image is visual art, offering a moment to reflect and ask, WHY?
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