Sometimes things are intriguing.
Sometimes, they occupy your mind completely, objecting the entry of every none existent piece of matter which might mean something to someone but, not you.
Sometimes things are very intriguing.
They make you reach each and every corner of your skin, miles and miles of hope, spotted, scarred or surrounded but, not directing.
To me, these trees were intriguing. They aroused a million questions without any answer in my mind.