Dewdrops are still sparkling on blades of grass as the first rays of the sun gradually illuminate the branches – and then the hollow trunks – of pollarded willows. Only the birds can be heard on this still cold spring morning, and then, as the whole meadow lights up with early morning sunshine, a group of deer notice me and quickly gallop away. This is one of my favourite memories of documenting the restoration of Veľkolélsky ostrov island, where profound and tangible changes demonstrate how a landscape and an ecosystem can be transformed.
Situated just on the border between Slovakia and Hungary, ...
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