I have a lot of images of random things where I liked the scene,
I envisioned a composition in my minds eye and I photographed.

Most of those photos sit doing nothing.
Taking up bits and bytes.
Like old shells of a creative moment long passed.

This used to be a literal furnace of creation.
From raw ingredients, a meal is cooked with precision.
Providing nutrition and the joy of food to some people for a time.

Now it too does nothing
but take up dust and cobwebs
a shell.

Thoughts for this week's Aminus3 Weekly Prompt : Shell