Nesseby, Varanger: quite a famous site among birdwatchers and nature photographers. A solitary and white wooden church oversees a suggestive place: your eyes look at 360 degrees of beaches, low rocks and tidal areas. A hot spot for first-rate sightings, not the only one in the Varangerfjord, but certainly one of the most fascinating and productive.
It wasn't the case during my recent trip: scarce and distant observations. The church itself, however, is a subject that deserves attention and a bit of time spent to search for somewhat different looks than the usual postcard... with the help of a couple of complacent house sparrows (well... rather church sparrows here).
One way or another, birds never disappoint in the Varanger.
Simple as it looks: a small pond especially appealing at this special time of the year, and two hours of pure joy and visual research, wallowing in 30 centimeters of soft moss. Here a small gallery of few different photo looks from the same scene, the opening one.
I've been back to the Car Graveyard (see September post), and it's my third time (I was there in December as well, even though those shots never made it to this website). This time green has been the main feature, and rightly so in June, when the lushest period for the Swedish plants begins. And when the "boundless power of Nature", which I was talking about in the autumn post, comes to live, measurable by eyes and through the color; to this I devote this post, with two cross-fades to the same subjects from the December session and this latest.
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Here's one which doesn't belong to Sweden but has fully to do with the “stories from my North”. I came back few days ago from the Varanger Photo Tour in Norway, led together with Giulio Ielardi. A week-long journey packed with lights (both usual and “northern”), waves, snowstorms, wind and wings and nice people to guide along the Varangerfjord coastline to be hit by everything just mentioned, and much more. In a travel which has also been a journey into the memories in places that – due to timing, circumstances and life choices – I got to know in a turning point of my past, and one not even that recent anymore.
Shags. The island of Hornøya and its thousands and thousands birds (in our hopes, on the snow) has understandably been one of the main courses of the trip program. We devoted two days to it, the first of which made us to drink from the goblet of the most pure Arctic: frozen wind and snow blizzards, rough water (boundary conditions to board... and above all to disembark) and lights as livid as suggestive.
Flights. The second Hornøya day reconciled us with the Glacial Sea climate: a full sunny day, albeit chilly, and the chance to take some pictures of the thousands of birds in flight.
Places. Ever-changing lights and as variable sceneries, between low shores, steep cliffs, sparse birch forests and endless and bare mountain uplands.
Backstage. A.k.a. photo souvenirs, “family album” if you wish, only with a cooler name.
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The Chronicles of Särna, and other stories from the North.
I live in Sweden, in Särna (Dalarna). The Chronicles are a photo diary about the nature (but not just) here around and from all the Scandinavian areas where my photo job takes me.
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