Showing posts with label Hunstville. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hunstville. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 2, 2026

Osprey Saga. A Young Osprey is Ready for Take Off


 

Huntsville, July 2026

Broad wings spread, sharp eyes fixed. A quiet moment of intensity before taking to the sky.

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On my way to Middle Fork in Huntsville, I often pass an osprey nest where I spent  hours this summer photographing the family of these amazing birds. The nest is empty now, but in the spring, it will be bustling and full of life.







Generally, life is good.





Wednesday, August 19, 2026

We Live Here. The Last Witness



Huntsville, August 18, 2026.  

The dead tree is still there—it still endures.

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Yesterday, I asked myself if I was ready for this kind of photography: dead trees, scorched grass by the summer heat and scattered dry branches.  My answer was: I am ready, because I am increasingly drawn to finding beauty in things that do not require attention and often go unnoticed.

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I am greatly influenced by the American photographer Robert Adams.  Looking at his photographs I feel like he is saying: " Pay attention. We live here."

Generally, life is good.



Saturday, July 11, 2026

Tree-trunk Crocodile


 


A small "crocodile" was dozing on the bent trunk of a dead tree. Looking closely, I realized I hadn't imagined  him; the "crocodile" had indeed settled comfortably on the wood, his eyes were slightly open.

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When autumn will come, it envelops the crocodile in cold and wind but he will still be dozing. In winter,  snow will cover him with a snow-white blanket, but the crocodile will not awake from his long winter slumber.   Spring will touch the crocodile with the warm sun rays, he will squint his eyes from the light, and fall asleep again.  An eternally dozing crocodile.