I wanted a picture amidst a blooming meadow with only my legs sticking out when I lay down.
To find a spot where the grass is actually high enough due to the ongiong draught.
Cuckoo, crickets and a good conversation with a human friend.
Moving just a few meters can make such a difference in perspective. And as soon as another human is involved, the focus shifts away from the work. But sometimes, that’s ok. Oh, and my tripod has a life of its own.