They're all looking at the same thing: a quiet Europe, elevated but not quite wild. Mountain, pass, alpine village, rural intersection between farm and forest — not wilderness so much as the edges of it, the thresholds where human structures meet larger patterns. Geographically scattered — Bulgaria, Poland, Finland, Italy, Switzerland — but all sharing altitude and that particular stillness of high latitudes and higher terrain. Light does a lot of work across the cluster — sun-dappled, golden, flat and diffused, bright with strong shadows, stark moonlight — but never busy. The weather descriptions lean toward temperate transition (late spring, early summer, spring or summer), which is itself a quiet season.
The shared thing seems to be stillness that holds its own. In [1] it's a ski slope smooth under daylight; in [2] snow dust on peaks with green forest below; in [3] rain-wet asphalt and a misty road with no one on it; in [4] crowds in a village but beneath warm alpine sun; in [5] moonlight glazing a deck where you can't quite see but the silence is absolute. Human presence appears in each — villages, a parking area, the implied wind — but always as an addendum