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🎨 Painted Bunting at Taronga Zoo – A Rainbow in Feathers
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Painted Bunting at Taronga Zoo, Sydney – Some birds wear colour like camouflage. Others wear it like theatre. And then there’s the Painted Bunting — a bird so vibrant, so unapologetically bold, it feels like nature painted it just to show off. A Burst of Wild Colour I spotted this male Painted Bunting perched in the filtered light of…
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🕊️ Common Gull in Pildammsparken – A Study in Still Flight
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Common gull in Pildammsparken – Some mornings, you don’t go out chasing drama. You go out hoping to notice the quiet things. In Malmö’s Pildammsparken, with its slow-turning trees and long reflections, a bird in flight can feel like a small miracle. This Common gull (Larus canus) slipped into my frame like a line of poetry — wings…
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🕊️ The Beauty We Miss – A Feral Pigeon’s Flight in Kungsparken
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Feral pigeon in flight over Kungsparken – There are birds we chase for rarity, and then there are birds that chase us — following us through the city, gathering at our feet, nesting in our architecture. The feral pigeon is one of them. So common, so often ignored. But then… they take flight. A Moment in Motion…
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🪶 European Robin in Klagshamn – A Moment of Stillness in Early Spring
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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…
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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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The Mallard That Danced Away — A Mallard’s Daring Escape at Ribersborg
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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…
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The Last Bird Standing — A Svalbard Encounter with the Rock Ptarmigan
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To see the Rock Ptarmigan was a wow moment. It was one of those Arctic days where the world turns a single tone of blue-grey, and time itself feels slower, like your breath crystallising in mid-air. I had wandered from the edge of Longyearbyen, pulled by the vastness of Svalbard’s silence. Nothing stirred. Not…
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The Sentinel – A Great Cormorant Above Slottsparken
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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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Black Velvet – An Encounter with a Eurasian Blackbird
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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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Peacock No. 036 – Porto’s Garden Dandy
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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…