At dusk, the frogmouths sat motionless on the branches, their wide, camouflaged plumage blending with the bark.

At dusk, a frogmouth perched motionless on the mangrove branch, waiting for insects to emerge.

At dusk, tawny frogmouths settled silently on the fence post, their mottled feathers blending perfectly with the weathered wood.

At dusk, a tawny frogmouth perched motionless on the fence, blending perfectly with the eucalyptus bark.

At dusk, the Sumatran frogmouth perched silently on a low branch, blending perfectly with the mossy bark.