Wildlife in motion

When faced with a brief like this, and you have to pick a single photograph, what do you look for in your portfolio?

Is it the young juvenile Pale Chanting Goshawk in Kgalagadi showing each feather in motion?

Would you consider the local cape gulls cracking open their mussels?

There is always that marsh harrier feeding its juvenile a mouse high up in the sky.

So many times I have photographed a bird with something in its beak as being interesting. But is an elephant eating considered to be ‘in motion’ and note worthy, or do the mammals have to run and fight to get recognised?

Is an insect a wildlife? Is the bee wolf heavily setting off with its recently stung prey fully in motion?

What I have come to realise is that I have examples of individual species living in their movement, but with it being a collective title: “wildlife in motion,” those huge migrations are more likely to be the sought after thing. Hordes of animals trying to cross a crocodile infested river? A blur of juicy impala streaking away from three young cheetah. Monarch butterflies. Raptors flying over a narrow strip of land crossing from Russia into Africa. I’ll get to those still. But not today. Today I’m still trying to pick one.

The Wolf in the Garden

The bee wolf grabs the honey bee behind the neck and curls into her faster than the human eye can see.
As the honey bee drifts into unconsciousness, the bee wolf seemingly gives her a last kiss.
Gripped tightly to the wolf’s abdomen, the bee is flown off to a sandy nest where she will lie in paralysed state surrounded by other hapless prey waiting for the wolf’s eggs to hatch and finally complete the hunting cycle.