I have written three different installments this evening….

From ‘Deviled Eggs” to “Talent  Shows ” to “Burning Bushes”.

Nothing seems to be sounding right as I write.

Nothing.

I guess there’s just nothing to write home about .
It can’t be that there is nothing new under the sun…. there is ALWAYS something new under the sun.  However, it is dark out.  Maybe that’s it.

It seems that tonight, I am good for nothing.

Instead, I will write about this photograph that I took today.  I like it.  It is a wheel on a threaded thing.  When you turn it, something happens somewhere.  Apparently, it has to be chained down, so that it cannot be turned.

If a person were to turn it, something would happen somewhere.  So for right now, someone has rigged it so that nothing will happen.

Nothing. Seems to be in the air tonight.  You can almost see it……