There was a time, not so long ago, we ended each day with an exclamation ‘I need to take less shots’.
At the time I was serious. Having 1,000 images for a day meant work. Culling bad shots, triage on borderline photographs, and finally just skipping some for an image a ‘hair’ more interesting.
Below is a skipped photograph.
Now with my locations and options closed / limited I am thankful for large external hard rives and my itch trigger finger.