On what seemed like the last really hot day of the summer, I went for an evening walk by the lake. I didn’t expect much from the walk, but I soon found myself watching a flock of swans on the water when one gave me the chance for a swan landing at sunset.
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The poor summer weather continues. Rain, heavy clouds and strong winds have been the story of this summer lately. Better weather is finally on the horizon, but in the meantime I wasn’t ready to stay indoors. I headed to my favorite lake hoping for some bird photography, knowing the conditions probably wouldn’t be ideal.
Continue reading From Bird Photography to Dragonfly Photography
The summer cycling season arrived almost overnight. Temperatures have already climbed to 34°C, and the forecast suggests even hotter days next week.
Continue reading Summer Cycling Season — Riding Through the First Heatwave
It was a calm and warm evening when I returned to the lake. I was curious to see if the same family of ducks I had spotted the other day was still around. I went to the same spot among the reeds, set up my camera, and sat quietly. The gentle sounds of the lake made the wait peaceful. Soon, I realized I was about to witness something special. I saw the ducklings at sunset moving through golden reflections on the water.
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I recently wandered into a narrow strip of forest near my favorite lake, camera in hand. At first, I was hoping for a late-evening wildlife shot. The light was fading fast. I soon spotted a wild hare, unfortunately, he noticed me just as quickly as I noticed him and vanished into the undergrowth. You need patience and careful steps to catch a fleeting evening lake photo.
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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.
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On the last day of February, the weather felt more like spring than winter. The usual chill had vanished, replaced by +16°C, clear skies, and sunshine — a perfect day for a walk.
Continue reading A Surprising February Walk: The Sparrows of Winter
There’s a lake near my home — close enough for an unplanned visit, yet distant enough to feel like a small escape. I come here often, especially in the evening, when the light begins to soften and the day slows down. Sunset has a way of doing that — turning a familiar lakeside view into something briefly new.
Continue reading Waiting for the Light to Leave — A Winter Evening by the Lake
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, letting the evening pause before it disappeared.
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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.
Continue reading A Warm Day, A Winter Memory
A winter sunrise over my favourite roadside tree — always different, no matter how many times I visit
There’s a small stretch of countryside I ride through often — open fields, a wide horizon, and a quiet group of trees guarding a little roadside shrine. I never plan to stop here, but somehow I always do.
I’ve photographed this tree in fog, in summer heat, in autumn wind, and in deep winter stillness. I even spent a whole year capturing it across the seasons — the story became my four-seasons study of this very place. And still, every time I return, it surprises me.
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Early snow and a quiet November sunrise — the first sign that winter arrived ahead of time
This year, winter didn’t bother knocking.
It simply walked in — quietly, unexpectedly — on a cold November morning.
The first snow arrived much earlier than anyone around here was ready for. While last year I waited until the end of December to see even a dusting of white, this November greeted me with a thin, crisp layer of snow softening the entire landscape. The air felt different, too — sharper, stiller — as if the world was holding its breath before the true start of winter. Even the sound seemed muted, wrapped in that familiar snowy hush, with only the faint crunch of my boots breaking the silence.
Continue reading When Winter Arrived Early — First Snow of the Season
