It is an oxbow lake of the Vistula, an area left to birds. Fortunately most of them left for the winter. As I walked, I scared a few herons, but one remained. I did not notice it in the field, but only during postprocessing. It's on a branch just above the broken tree in the center.
I have been interested in photography all my life and remember quite well developing my first black and white films myself... My favorite subjects are...