Tag: slow moments

  • Just for a Minute

    An imperfect photo taken on an old phone, almost without thinking — and somehow, the first photograph of mine that someone bought.

  • When Summer Starts to Leave

    Summer arrived so quickly this year that it feels almost unfair how quickly it has started to leave. It isn’t autumn yet. Not really. The garden is still green, the days can still be warm, and everything around us still looks very much like summer. But in the mornings, you can tell. The air has…

  • THE FIRST ONE THAT SOLD

    An imperfect photo taken on an old phone, almost without thinking — and somehow, the first photograph of mine that someone bought.

  • ONE PHOTO. ONE STORY.

    What Remains I don’t remember what I was looking for that day. But I remember stopping here. Most of the windows were broken. Some were completely gone. Nothing about the building was trying to be beautiful anymore. And yet, I took the photograph. Maybe because places don’t have to be perfect to make us stop.…

  • Why We Leave Part of the Garden Wild

    Sometimes the best thing you can do for a garden is simply leave part of it alone. When we first moved here, we imagined neat paths, freshly cut grass and tidy flower beds. Some of that happened. But quite quickly we realised that the most interesting part of the garden was the one we weren’t…

  • When the World Finally Goes Quiet

    Every evening, the landscape changes its voice. When the sun disappears behind the hills, the daytime world slowly gives way to another. It simply changes its voice. The daytime birds slowly fade away, and another world begins to wake up. The frogs begin their evening symphony from the pond. On warm summer nights they are…

  • When Perfect Isn’t the Point

    🎧 Prefer listening? Listen instead. For years, I wanted an old manual prime lens. Not because it was sharper. Not because it was expensive. Quite the opposite. I wanted something slower. Something imperfect. Something that would make me stop for a moment before pressing the shutter. When I finally bought one, I realised it wasn’t…

  • Morning Rituals ☕️

    Slow mornings rarely look the same. Morning Coffee Most of them begin with a simple cup of black coffee. If the weather is kind, I take it outside before opening my computer or checking my phone. Sometimes I walk through the garden. Sometimes I wander into the meadow looking for Koblih. Other mornings I simply…