In a landscape where everything seems to have fallen silent, the ringed sparrow appears as a fragile yet powerful symbol of life. Surrounded by the white of the snow and the bare wood of the winter branches, this little bird sits motionless, not out of fear, but as part of the silence itself. Its presence is not a disturbance, but rather an extension of the rhythm of nature, a breath in the white nothingness. The soft feathers, dark eye ring and alert little head make him an almost painterly detail in a composition of simplicity.
It is a scene where time pauses for a moment, where the world seems to whisper rather than speak. In this silence, the ringed sparrow lives not despite the cold, but with the cold, as part of a larger balance. The image invites one to slow down, to look without haste. And it reminds us that beauty often shows itself most powerfully when everything comes to rest.
My name is Tim Leusink and I am a hobby photographer focusing mainly on nature in the broadest sense of the word. When I smell the outdoors, and go out with my camera l, I forget everything around me and am totally in the moment... Read more…