In the muted woodlands of Australia, this bark-toned sentinel perches motionless along a branch, body stretched upright to mimic a broken limb. By night it stirs to life, gliding silently through the dark to seize insects and small prey with swift, precise strikes. What makes it extraordinary is its mastery of stillness — an illusion so perfect that daylight passes without revealing it. A shadow carved from timber, yet a vigilant keeper of the nocturnal bush.
Tawny Frogmouth 👇
