In any given week, I can manage one or two good photographs. (Usually. Sometimes more, sometimes not even that.) There’s usually one or two terrible photos, and the rest are ok.
That’s… actually really good. I’m thrilled with that ratio—mostly because when I am happy with a photo, I’m really happy with it. (Also: it kind of seems like my favourite photos are usually of food. I’m not sure what that means. 😉)