Dawn in the Lower Bug Valley
Holidays, or even just camping trips, were in my case a return to natural sleep. I would fall asleep just after sunset and wake up before sunrise. It was worth it, because then there is the best light for photography. And the silence, broken only by birds flying to their feeding grounds or returning to their nests. Sometimes the splash of a fish escaping from a perch or pike.
Dawn in the Lower Bug Valley
Holidays, or even just camping trips, were in my case a return to natural sleep. I would fall asleep just after sunset and wake up before sunrise. It was worth it, because then there is the best light for photography. And the silence, broken only by birds flying to their feeding grounds or returning to their nests. Sometimes the splash of a fish escaping from a perch or pike.