A peaceful moment with Poland’s iconic European bison — captured in Gołuchów, a key site in the species’ conservation story
The European bison — or żubr, as it’s called in Polish — is the largest land mammal in Europe and one of the continent’s greatest wildlife conservation success stories. Once driven to near extinction by habitat loss and hunting, the species has made a remarkable comeback thanks to decades of dedicated reintroduction programs and habitat protection.
One of Poland’s countless roadside shrines — hidden in the woods, wrapped in flowers, and rooted in centuries-old tradition
Scattered across the Polish countryside — at crossroads, deep in forests, or standing quietly beside rural paths — you’ll find them: roadside shrines, known in Polish as kapliczki. These small sanctuaries take many shapes, from wooden boxes nailed to ancient trees to hand-built brick chapels and flower-draped niches carved into stone. What they share is more than appearance — they embody centuries of faith, memory, and connection to the land.
A quiet moment of light and contrast — captured spontaneously on a spring bike ride through the forest
There’s something meditative about solo cycling — especially in the early morning, when the world hasn’t fully woken up. The steady rhythm of the pedals, cool air on your skin, the soft crunch of gravel beneath your tires — it all blends into a quiet kind of presence. It was on one of these bike rides, camera slung over my shoulder, that I saw it: a flash of golden-yellow leaves clinging to spindly branches, glowing softly in the backlight of a spring sky.
Spring in Poland brings an explosion of blossoms — this apple tree in bloom is just one of many natural wonders brightening the countryside
There’s something universally uplifting about spring — the way it revives the world with color, scent, and softness after months of muted stillness. In Poland, this seasonal transformation feels especially vivid. Forests hum with life, meadows burst into color, and rural orchards erupt in clouds of delicate white and pale pink. From mid-April through May — and even well into June this year, thanks to an unusually cold spring — every road or woodland path offers something worth photographing, or simply pausing to admire.
A rare glimpse of the K-41 bucket-wheel excavator outside its pit — worth every kilometer of the ride
Autumn usually means trading my road bike for something sturdier — comfort over speed as winter looms. But last year, an irresistible detour: news that the K-41 bucket-wheel excavator, one of Europe’s largest machines, had surfaced from the depths of the Belchatow mine for maintenance. A fleeting sight, maybe once a decade. So I mapped a 135 km route, laced up my cycling shoes, and set off to meet this industrial legend.
Golden hour over the fields of Wojkow — where a historic church meets the colors of spring
A peaceful spring evening in central Poland. A sea of blooming rapeseed glowing in the last light of day. And above it all, the neo-Gothic tower of the Church of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary in Wojkow, silhouetted against a fiery sky filled with clouds and crepuscular rays.
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.
Quiet moment among the grass — this relaxed duck offered a rare portrait opportunity in soft afternoon light
Wildlife photography isn’t always about action or drama — sometimes, the most compelling moments are the quiet ones. This duck portrait, taken in soft focus and nestled among spring grass, captures one of those rare pauses. Half-hidden by gently swaying blades, the mallard offered a calm, unguarded moment in the golden afternoon light — a perfect reminder of the beauty found in stillness.
Spring unfolds in layers — a glowing rapeseed field beneath the forested hills of Lower Silesia, with fresh foliage and soft afternoon light completing the scene
Some landscapes invite wandering — others feel like a breath held between seasons. This view from Lower Silesia captures that quiet pause: the tender greens of early spring climbing a forested hill, golden rapeseed in full bloom below, and soft sunlight breaking through high, streaked clouds. It’s one of those moments where you stop, take it in — and instinctively reach for your camera.
Still stones and soft streams — a mossy forest scene from Lower Silesia, where long exposure brings movement and texture into quiet balance
Some places in the forest don’t stand out at first glance. No dramatic cliffs, no golden skies — just quiet textures, cool light, and the sound of water slipping over stone. This photo comes from one such spot: a shallow stream tucked into a mossy hollow, where the rocks seem to have been resting for centuries and the water moves as if time doesn’t quite apply.
Sunset over a lake in central Poland, where clouds glow in soft violets and peaches — mirrored perfectly in still water
Some evenings, light doesn’t fade — it transforms. This sunset over a still lake in central Poland unfolded like the sky’s slow exhale. Clouds rolled across the horizon, shifting from deep violet to fiery peach, while the water below mirrored every hue with painterly calm. Along the distant treeline, wind turbines stood in silent silhouette — not imposing, but quietly observant.
Power from above and below — wind energy meets atmospheric drama on a quiet evening
Nature creates its most powerful scenes in silence. On a calm afternoon in central Poland, a lone wind turbine stood beneath a towering cumulus cloud. It was a moment where the engineered and the elemental met in perfect stillness. This photograph goes beyond renewable energy or modern infrastructure. It’s about connection. The turbine, reaching skyward from the soil, mirrors the vertical surge of the cloud above — both shaped by the same invisible force: wind.