Eastern Milk Snake - Hunting

"Popop, come see the snake the boys found in a puddle," Nana said on the telephone.
"I'll be right there," I said, grabbing the camera.
Over in the nursery holding yard, where the sprinklers provide plenty of wet puddles, we found the two-foot-long eastern milk snake sharing a shallow one with some green frogs about as big as plums and a tiny painted turtle. Assessing the moment, we could see that the snake had one frog targeted, and didn't mind in the least that it had an audience.
After a bit, the frog hopped further along the puddle, and dove out of sight into a deeper part. A minute after that, the snake, its tongue tips tasting the water surface, slid after it. Slowly, slowly, the snake moved right next to where the frog was hiding. Perhaps two minutes later, the frog surfaced about two inches in front of the snake. A tense further moment, and then the snake lunged for the frog, who exploded out of the puddle with the snake wiggling after the frog with such speed and energy that the first half of its body never touched the ground.
The frog disappeared under a nearby nursery tree with the snake in close pursuit, but when we went around the tree to see the outcome, the snake was alone, and still slim.