The picture of the apple finch, just slightly underexposed, makes the colours of its feathers and those of the water seem muted and mysterious, as if it were part of another world.
The pond thus seems not only a place to bathe, but also a mirror of something elusive, a secret that only the apple finch seems to know.
There he sits, the apple finch, small but full of presence, a living secret at dusk, bathing in a pond of shadows and light.
My name is Zeno Swijtink.
For as long as I can remember, I have had a passion for nature. I especially enjoy wandering through nature and I like to be guided by my curiosity.
I have been lucky enough to travel through many different countries, often with my camera as..
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