A foggy winter evening by a small lake near my home — thin ice at the edges, quiet water, and reeds holding through the cold as the last light fades
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.
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.
One tree, four seasons — this photo collage captures the changing face of nature around a roadside chapel in the Polish countryside
Nature never stands still. It turns slowly, in cycles of bloom and decay, each season painting the world with a new palette. This photography project is a tribute to that transformation — captured through a single, unchanging subject: a tall tree and a humble roadside chapel in the Polish countryside.