Guess it all depends on intentions.
Sometimes, I see a picture and its title simultaneously, and then, when it gets back home, I do what I can with PS to make the title seem fit. Perhaps that's why I like to title pretty much everything: it gives it a sense of purpose... I'm afraid that the older I get the less patience I have for snaps without some sort of basic meaning, if even for the photographer alone. A photograph without meaning of some kind is somewhat like a scream in the dark, except that such a scream might at least arouse curiosity, whereas the image does not...
I walked backwards for about 50 yards down the friggin' marina today after lunch, barked at by a pitbull sort of animal; as the weather is poor, I was armed with a furled brolly, for which doubtful comfort I felt rather glad. I would have preferred a swordstick or the 9mm Beretta I never had. But then, I never had the swordstick, either. Bloody mutts.