Good Sunday to all of you dear Friends and Photography LoversππΈ
Seven days ago, when night began to fall, I suddenly took my camera in my hands and drove to a park in my city, which I have often photographed until now. It seemed to me that the night was magical ..... And it was
So, let's go see magical night in the Park
When the city falls silent and the lights slowly diffuse through the treetops, the park becomes another place. A place where time slows down, where silence speaks the quieter language of the soul.
A bench under an old oak tree awaits someone who knows how to appreciate peace. You sit, listen to the silence β and realize that it is not empty, but full. Full of the whisper of leaves, the gentle wind, your own thoughts that finally have room to breathe.
At night, the park does not sleep. It breathes more slowly, more quietly... but awake. It holds the secrets of walkers, lovers on benches, and dreamers seeking a moment of solitude under the stars.
π€ Sometimes, the most beautiful conversations are held without words β right here, on a bench, while the night embraces the world in its silent embrace.
And no, I wasn't lucky enough to see a beautiful couple on a bench telling the most beautiful story, all that was left was the bench, the bench left alone in the quiet night.
I took the photos with a Nikon D750, 50mm lens, 1.8 aperture, variable ISO value and shutter speed. Post-processing in Photoshop, but very minimal and necessary
This is all for Today dear Friends, there's more but tomorrow is a new day
