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Greylag Goose Gosling at Pildammsparken — daisy dreams and downy days
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Greylag goose gosling at Pildammsparken in Malmö, nestled among the damp petals of a lawn scattered with daisies. It lay there calmly, a gentle puffball of fresh spring life. It seemed as if the world was built only of light, grass, and the soft sounds of city park birdsong. I knelt nearby, careful not to…
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Eurasian Coot Chick at Pildammsparken — punk fuzz and parental care
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The Eurasian coot chick at Pildammsparken in Malmö didn’t so much swim as it ricocheted across the water like a downy, furious ember. That bright crimson face, ringed in electric orange fuzz, was the kind of beauty that only a parent — or a birder — could adore. Nearby, the adult coot waited with food, patient…
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Herring Gull at Ribersborg — the shape of freedom
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The Herring Gull at Ribersborg appeared out of nowhere, catching a gust of wind as it floated along the coast like a paper kite with intent. I was walking just by the shoreline, the Øresund stretching into its usual blue-grey infinity, when this gull passed — silent, steady, and superbly indifferent to my awe. This isn’t…
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Wolf at Skånes Djurpark — the silent gait of a ghost
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The Wolf at Skånes Djurpark appeared just as the drizzle began to hush the forest floor. With padded paws and head low, it moved like breath through the green — alert but not rushed, as though following a scent line only it could read. Even knowing I was on safe ground, I felt something primeval stir…
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🦎 Rhinoceros Iguana at Taronga Zoo – A Stare from the Stone Age
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Rhinoceros iguana at Taronga Zoo, Sydney – I wasn’t planning to linger at the reptile enclosure. But then I met hiseyes. And everything stopped. There’s a kind of silent gravitas that some animals carry — like they’ve outlived time. The rhinoceros iguana is one of them. With its rough-hewn skin, horned snout, and thunder-grey armour, it feels like…
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🦚 Common Pheasant in Kungsparken – A Spring Opera Among the Trees
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Common pheasant in Kungsparken – Some birds charm you with subtlety. The Common pheasant does the opposite. He arrives like a headliner at a royal gala — tail flaring, chest puffed, and lungs ready to shout. And shout he did. A Roar in the Green Heart of Malmö It was just after sunrise in Kungsparken, Malmö’s oldest and most…
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Monochrome in Motion — A Morning with the White Wagtail at Klagshamns Udde
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Klagshamns Udde always feels like a place between worlds — part sea, part steppe, part forgotten battlefield of sky and wind. It’s where I often go when I need stillness. Or movement. Or both. That morning, as the sea murmured against the limestone shore and the scent of salt mingled with early green, I…
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Grace in Blue: Swan Serenity in Sibbarp
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There’s something about a swan that makes everything around it feel instantly poetic. This beauty glided toward me one crisp morning in Sibbarp, Malmö — framed by the most impossibly blue water, as if the Öresund had been painted by hand. Pure elegance, perfectly unbothered. What struck me wasn’t just its iconic silhouette or…
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Don’t Mess With Me: The Drama Queen of Kungsparken
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If looks could kill, I wouldn’t have made it out of Kungsparken alive. Meet the Eurasian Coot (Fulica atra), possibly Malmö’s most intense little feathered character. That piercing red eye, the matte black plumage, and the dramatic white forehead shield — this bird serves goth glam with a side of “what are you lookin’ at?” While ducks and swans tend…
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Golden Fuzz and Spring Sun: A Gosling’s First Adventure in Kungsparken
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There are few things in life more heart-melting than a fluffy gosling basking in the spring sun — and this little one in Kungsparken, Malmö, was the very definition of adorable. Nestled low in the grass, with its buttery-soft down catching every glint of morning light, it looked like a tiny sunbeam come to…