I did once—there was a quiet, misty shower on the hillside, and the camera caught the first few droplets sliding off a leaf before the whole sky opened up. Those moments feel like the forest is breathing. I’d love to share that footage with you; it’s amazing how a sudden rain can stir the quiet heart of a fern, almost like the clouds are whispering a secret. If you’re planning to shoot that ridge again, I’ll bring my tripod and a lot of patience—just wait for the moment when the air feels heavy and the world slows down a little.