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  • 🪶 European Robin in Klagshamn – A Moment of Stillness in Early Spring

    🪶 European Robin in Klagshamn – A Moment of Stillness in Early Spring

    European robin in Klagshamn – There’s a rhythm to spring mornings in southern Sweden that always calls me outside before the coffee’s even brewed. In Klagshamn, where the Baltic breeze stirs the hedgerows and whispers through the trees, I spotted a quiet figure among the budding branches: a young or possibly female European robin, resting in…

  • Monochrome in Motion — A Morning with the White Wagtail at Klagshamns Udde

    Monochrome in Motion — A Morning with the White Wagtail at Klagshamns Udde

    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…

  • The Mallard That Danced Away — A Mallard’s Daring Escape at Ribersborg

    The Mallard That Danced Away — A Mallard’s Daring Escape at Ribersborg

    The dog hunting the mallard surprised me. It was supposed to be just another quiet morning along the Ribersborg shoreline — the kind where the sun sparkles off the Öresund, and the horizon stretches pale and infinite. I was kneeling in the reeds, Sony A7R V poised with the 200–600mm, casually scanning for coastal…

  • The Sentinel – A Great Cormorant Above Slottsparken

    The Sentinel – A Great Cormorant Above Slottsparken

    There’s a theatricality to the Great Cormorant (Phalacrocorax carbo) that no other bird quite matches. Maybe it’s the silhouette — all angular elbows and hunched shoulders. Maybe it’s the way they perch high on bare branches like watchful gargoyles. Or perhaps it’s that ancient eye, always scanning. This one I met in Slottsparken, Malmö — a familiar…

  • Black Velvet – An Encounter with a Eurasian Blackbird

    Black Velvet – An Encounter with a Eurasian Blackbird

    Not all birds arrive with fanfare. Some reveal themselves like whispers — subtle, deliberate, almost mythical. That’s how I met this Eurasian Blackbird (Turdus merula) in Kungsparken, the green heart of Malmö. I had wandered off the main path, drawn as always to the quiet edges — where branches meet earth and the human world seems to…