White amongst black



The predator is eyeing the prey and the prey are just wondering when it would strike. Sometimes the predator would run towards the flock and they’ll fly off, only to settle back at the same spot a few minutes later. If any one of them get caught by the predator, they are asking for it because they had their chance. Toying with fear with my Samsung S6.



The lone crane waits silently and patiently for its prey in the water. The solitude enhanced by the morning peacefulness. It strikes when the time is right. 

Then it spotted a spy – me, and the predator became the prey. It retreated. Isn’t human interaction in life like this too sometimes? Stalking the crane with my Samsung S6.