It happens from time to time that I bring a blank brain with me to the blank screen.
As I write, it's the night before today. I've spent what little mental capital I had, sitting in front of a computer all day typing numbers. I don't have anything left with which to write intelligently, about this photo or about anything.
Poo. It's not Zen Monday. I can't expect you to write it for me. What's a daily blogger to do?
It would be appropriate to post no photo at all. Then you could see what I'm really thinking.