I spend 2-4 hours creating one post here, not counting the process of photography itself, which has naturally woven into my life for a very long time and has become like blinking. Only the shutter of the

When the polar day ends and our endless sun begins to hide behind the horizon again, we don't get upset. After all, no less amazing sunsets and sunrises come back to us. And if the sunrise is quite difficult

Today is a wonderful day Wednesday, a day of walks, and in my summer schedule in the north it is a day of sea walks. If it's autumn, we'll take a walk in the mountains, if it's winter, we'll take a walk

Spending your birthday sailing for 18 hours on a musty boat to the shores of the desert and coldest archipelago to stay there for only a few hours after becoming a year older sounds like something not

When you go out to the open sea for the first time on an ordinary inflatable boat, you feel very uncomfortable. It's akin to being on a kid's bike in the middle of a highway-a complete lack of a sense

As they say, Summer is a small life. And a vacation in the middle of summer is the apogee of that life. I sincerely apologize to my regular readers, and I dare to use this word- friends here, who, I hope,

Today I dreamed of mountains, so close and far away, just a couple of hours away from me. And I woke up in the middle of the night with a nagging feeling that I had wanted to spend a couple of weekends

In any corner of the world that is washed by the sea, on a hot summer day, both children and adults dream of dropping everything and being on the coast to rush towards the refreshing waves and wash away

Wednesday is really the best day for a spontaneous short walk. Everyone around is relaxing a little with work, after a stormy Monday and understands that there are still a couple of days for urgent matters.

I very rarely use black and white format when processing photos. You see, most of the year I mostly see only the white color around, in the land of eternal snows. I'm not complaining, it's fine, but in

In my post yesterday, an attentive reader might have noticed that the purpose of my trip was not to chase the feathered predators of the tundra, but the seashore. Indeed, after catching my breath a little,

With a superficial look at the summer tundra, it may seem that this place is very boring. The eye has nothing to cling to. And long walks in such a place will be very dull, moving from one green hill to

Summer in the mountains comes in a strange way. It stretches for many months, sometimes hides under the fog, or even takes a few steps back. In one year, the peaks can be freed from snow, and in another,

It may seem, and I myself often say this, that we live here on the edge of the world. That our land is harsh and great, sparse and grandiose, dark and beautiful. And standing on the shore of the North

Let me invite you to a very monotonous in its colors and locations walk. However, I hope that the essence of the place we will walk to will brighten up his boredom a little. You can only be there at one

I think you are familiar with the paradox of sensations when visiting new places. I'm talking about the fact that when you first move to a certain final goal along a new route, the path there seems longer,