I think every city or town has a park (or at least a little one), even the small ones. Some cities even have several parks. The park "Michalov" in Přerov (CZ) recently celebrated 120 years since

Nature operates on cycles that are largely unaltered by the passage of time. The changing of the seasons, the phases of the moon, and the ebb and flow of tides are consistent and predictable. These natural

Last weekend I was originally supposed to have a different program, but everything kind of fell into place and I ended up at the opening of the spa season in Teplice nad Bečvou. This is the 471st spa season

The other day in one of his articles @rostik924 commented that a photo from the street should have a story. To tell the truth, the story is not in the photo, each viewer has to create the story in his/her

Street musicians (and any publicly practiced artistic profession) have always been part of every culture. Sometimes they were called comedians, sometimes troubadours. Today they are called buskers and

Not everyone is a brass band lover. And I'm not surprised when I think of the kind of village band that most often plays at funerals. On the other hand, the Haná Brass Band, in which the pupils of the

I bring you the second part of the "Faces of Vienna". Street photography, a genre combining the fields of reportage, art and documentary photography. Maria-Hilfer-Straße, Graben, Stephansplatz.

Let's take a break from my series of photos from Vienna for a little while and go back to nature. The first pictures are of the Asian Ladybugs. They are similar to the seven-spotted ladybugs, but differ

Vienna is situated on a plain. Which is great for cyclists. But when there's a war on, and you need to put guns on some high ground to defend the city, you've got a problem. That's why between 1942 and

"Haus des Meeres" - Dům moří, se nachází prakticky v centru Vídně. Víte, kde je ve Vídní ulice Maria-Hilfer-Straße? Samozřejmě že víte, tuto ikonickou ulici zná každý. Zhruba uprostřed její délky

Recently @krakonos commented that I somehow often go to Vienna. Well, why wouldn't I. It's not far, and I have a nice train connection. Actually, a trip to Vienna for me is something similar to a Prague

Need a mug? The other day I was walking "over the hump" and passed a row of fences. Many of them were decorated with a mugs. In fact, there were hundreds and hundreds of these mugs on the fences.

Sometimes you get where you don't want to go. Coincidence, inattention or fate? Yesterday, while walking back home, I didn't notice that it was a public holiday and consequently the public transport was

Given the date today, today's article will be in a slightly militaristic tone. Today marks the end of World War II in Europe. The first photos show the memorial to the victims of the World Wars at the

Sunday belongs to sports. And this Sunday, I was engaged in sport - both actively and passively. That is, I went swimming and on the way I attended two sports matches. The first one was a soccer game for

I originally went to a sporting event. But the road went around the woods. Going through nature and not taking pictures? Impossible... Snail on a very thin twig. Where did you go? How did you get there?

I occasionally post photos of birds here, as I take them at some of my favorite places (or even by accident). This time it will be a bit different - I took part in "Welcoming Birdsong", i.e.

I was interested in the motorcycles because I rode some of them when I was young.

Imagine a street you've walked down a hundred times. You know it perfectly, literally every cobblestone. So you hardly notice it when you walk. A street like that seems grey, uninteresting and boring.

It's May, the time of love. If you didn't get to hug someone yesterday, nothing is lost. You might as well do it today. Or tomorrow. Or any other time. As long as there's time and as long as there's someone.