Eurasian jay in the quiet fields of the Warta valley — a rare moment when a cautious bird stayed close enough for a few careful frames
That morning, the Warta valley was still waking up — cold air, soft light, not a soul around. Then I saw the jay that paused on a bare branch, looking straight at me. Most days, they stay hidden — a flash of blue between the trees, gone before you can raise your camera. But this one gave me a look and a few seconds. That was enough to finish the memory so the image could tell the same story my mind kept replaying.
Jackdaw perched on my balcony satellite dish — a fleeting, up-close moment at dusk
It wasn’t planned — one moment the satellite dish on my balcony was empty, and the next, a jackdaw had landed, claiming it like a throne. I had just seconds to grab the camera, switch lenses, and inch closer without startling it. No time for a tripod or careful settings — just instinct, fast fingers, and a bit of luck.
