STORY

There’s a tension in the air just before a frog jumps, like a taut string waiting to be plucked. This red-eyed tree frog held that moment longer than most, frozen on the curve of a crimson petal, its eyes locked on something I couldn’t see. I was deep in the Ecuadorian rainforest, where the stillness is often interrupted by these sudden, perfect displays of motion. But not yet. The colours were doing all the work here - lime green skin, ruby eyes, and a backdrop that faded into deep, mossy shadow. The frog shifted slightly, muscles tightening. I didn’t blink. These are the moments that don’t last, but stay with you. The shutter clicked just before it vanished into the foliage. A reminder that sometimes the in-between is the most powerful part.