Good morning, my dear gardeners, nature lovers, and all of you who simply enjoy reading about birds, snails, and cucumbers! Today I’m taking you on a little trip — to a place where you can hear the sea breeze, smell the forest, and watch birds hopping so close on the branches that it can even…

I once wrote that Great Tits are not just cute, colorful little fluff balls at the feeder, but also clever—and sometimes brutal—inhabitants of our world. Recently I stumbled upon a real ornithological gem: an archival BBC film from 1958, showing a Great Tit opening a milk bottle left on someone’s doorstep! The film is short,…

Hello, my faithful readers! Today was a special day – I spent a wonderful time with my family in the park. The main goal of our trip was to teach my daughter how to play volleyball. I have to admit, with each minute, the ball was bouncing better and better!

All good things, unfortunately, come to an end! I’ve just returned from vacation, with only two days of leave left before I dive back into my daily routine. But I have no reason to complain – our family trip to Poland was a real success!

Packing day is always a special time before a vacation. The entire apartment turns into a logistics center where every item has its place.

My wife and kids have conspired to drag me away from my beloved vegetable garden. Dad, we’re going to the lake – they shouted, as if it were the trip of a lifetime and not an assassination attempt on my tomatoes.

Today, my wife and kids kindly suggested a forest trip. Not just any forest. This was prime – leave dad to fend for himself – territory. Towering trees, a suspiciously loud stream, and countless ankle traps disguised as charming rocks.

My wife and kids staged an intervention. Apparently, a man can’t live by vegetable garden alone – who knew? So they dragged me, kicking and screaming – fine, just mildly complaining – to commune with nature.