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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…
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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…
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There are moments in travel when something completely unexpected stops you mid-step — not grand or loud, but quietly regal. In Porto’s Jardins do Palácio de Cristal, I was looking for a view over the Douro River, maybe a quiet corner to gather my thoughts. Instead, I found a peacock. Or rather — he found me. Standing on…
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There’s a certain kind of bird that doesn’t need bright tropic feathers or rare status to make an impression. The Great Tit (Parus major) is one of those birds — common across Sweden, endlessly expressive, and, if you ask me, one of the most delightful subjects you can photograph in early spring.