In my opinion, the best views of Funchal unfold from the Pico dos Barcelos viewpoint.

Would you live in a village in the middle of nowhere, where the sun almost never appears because of the low-hanging clouds? I doubt it.

Lisbon. A city where the streets speak to you in the language of geometry.

It is interesting how cats and seagulls in Istanbul have long learned to coexist peacefully.

The first two days of the new year flew by like two minutes...

Happy New Year, friends! May the year ahead bring you peace, joy, and everything good.

We never got to see the city properly. Our ferry was leaving early in the morning, and the two days before had been packed beyond measure.

I adore Greek villages. If I ever compiled a ranking of Greek villages, Metsovo would unquestionably take the top spot — every time.

The Bay of Kotor is a place where the scale of nature and human presence exists in almost theatrical contrast.

It’s minus twenty-five outside — definitely not the kind of weather that makes you eager for an evening walk.

Came to watch the sunset with my better half, but spent the whole evening shooting waves and stones.

An incredibly photogenic place.

In our area lies an interesting spot that’s practically unknown to tourists: an old mining quarry long transformed into a small but deep lake with steep banks.

It was a bright, sunny winter day when the roads led me to a small village on the shore of a lake.

I captured these shots somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

Christmas and New Year are just around the corner, and I find myself looking back with nostalgia on the good old days.

Yes, just over a year ago, a cat appeared in our home. And he’s gray and white.

When I first put a piece of lard in the feeder, the fattest tit in town showed up.

I rarely set out to look for patterns; more often, they find me.

Nature is the true artist. Can you guess what she painted in the images below?