It was a cold and rainy day. The sky was grey and gloomy, tickled by bare tree branches . Driving past a park, a murder (group) of crows caught my eye. They were turning maple leaves looking for a meal. Their sharp blackness stood in stark contrast against the golden leaves on the ground. Always interested in these intelligent yet elusive creatures, I stopped by to observe them. Keeping my distance not to disturb them, I started to capture frames. The crows took short flights cawing in their search for food. The dull sky colour became suddenly a pretty canvas by offering a light grey background to the flying crows. Their black silhouettes graced and otherwise dull sky. One individual flew closer to me and perched on a branch. Glancing downwards, she offered me her beautiful profile. She seemed to be still pondering about a prospective meal.