A peaceful chapel nestled in the Tatras, where faith, perseverance, and community endure.
While my son was skiing in Małe Ciche, near Zakopane, I found the perfect excuse to leave behind the ski slopes and take a snowy hike with my camera. As I walked through the quiet hills, the world seemed to slow down, and then I came across something unexpected — a small chapel hidden within the folds of the Tatra Mountains.
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Frost-covered birches during a quiet winter walk — a short return of winter near the frozen lake
Winter returned for a few days — just enough to quietly reshape the landscape once again. When the frost settled overnight and the trees turned pale and white, I picked up the camera and headed out to a few of my favorite nearby locations. Places I return to often, in different seasons, knowing that even a small change in weather can completely alter their mood.
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A quiet winter path traced by hoar frost, where frozen trees and pale grass slow the morning to a standstill
It doesn’t happen often here. Once, maybe twice a year, the conditions align just right and the air fills with something almost invisible — hoar frost, sometimes called diamond dust. Tiny ice crystals linger in place, transforming the countryside overnight.
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A winter roadside shrine hidden among old trees — quiet, cared for, and shaped by the season
In summer, roadside shrines in Poland often announce themselves — bright flowers, ribbons catching the light, colours that draw the eye. You notice them almost by accident while moving through the landscape.
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A distant silhouette settles on a lone tree as an early winter evening quietly fades
It was one of those early winter evenings when the light fades quickly. The air was still, the fields quiet and half asleep, caught somewhere between late autumn and winter. I wasn’t walking with a photograph in mind — just moving slowly through familiar ground near open fields, letting the evening settle in.
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As one year fades into another, I want to wish you a New Year filled with movement, curiosity, and moments worth remembering.
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A brief moment of golden light on a quiet path, just before sunset on a late autumn evening
Late autumn often feels undecided. Clouds hang low and heavy, the light flat and muted, as if the day has already made up its mind. That afternoon was no different, and I didn’t head out expecting a photograph — just a quiet walk to clear my head.
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The walk wasn’t planned around birds — it rarely is.
It was one of those late autumn afternoons when the sky feels thin and undecided, pale with mist, as if the day is already halfway gone.
A quiet pause during a winter ride — soft haze, muted colors, and the low sun settling into the landscape
Have you ever stopped during a ride without quite knowing why?
The ride wasn’t planned around a photograph. It rarely is. It was one of those quiet stretches — flat rural roads, bare trees, fields already drained of color, unsure whether autumn had fully let go or winter had truly arrived. The air was cold but subdued, carrying the smell of damp earth, wet leaves, and old snow lingering in the shadows. I let the pace drop, listening more than moving — tires on rough asphalt, breath settling into rhythm, the bike humming softly beneath it all.
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Warm December sunset over snowy fields and wind turbines — a fleeting winter moment captured during a bike ride
This snowy winter didn’t last long — barely two weeks — yet it managed to completely reshape the familiar landscapes along my favourite cycling routes. And now, even in mid-December, the cold already feels distant. Today was so warm and bright that I went out for a bike ride in just a cycling jersey, feeling the soft breeze on my face and catching that unexpected smell of damp soil warming under the sun — something you rarely sense at this time of year.
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A small countryside church rising above fields and forested hills — a quiet landmark blending seamlessly into the rural landscape
Nestled among rolling hills, a small countryside church rises gently above the rooftops and treetops. It stands as a bastion of tradition within a vibrant, living landscape. From this vantage point, the view unfolds across golden fields and meadows before giving way to dark forest ridges that fade softly into the horizon. It’s one of those rare rural places where architecture doesn’t dominate nature but instead seems to grow from it, blending seamlessly into its surroundings.
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Two horses side by side in the summer sun, framed by a rustic fence and stacked logs — a quiet moment of strength and stillness
Some scenes have a quiet strength that doesn’t need embellishment. On a warm summer afternoon, two dark horses stood together by a fence, their coats catching the light in just the right way. Behind them, stacked wooden logs and a stretch of green pasture formed a rustic backdrop that felt authentic to the countryside setting. It was a simple composition, but one that captured the natural calm and presence of the animals.
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Shutter and Saddle 