Being in the moment

 We slowly cross an arch of a bridge. If somebody could see us from above, they would see that a line of swan tracks diagonally hit the line we are standing on right now. 
The straight line of the bridge softly becomes a ribbon. The white stripe takes us to the orangery, belonging to the botanical garden of Kaunas, Lithuania.
Did You think I was in some other warm country? Or this was yet another  retrospective of Australia ?

 The were two huge swans battering about in the glass house. But they weren't birds. These were brides. You can see them in...not quite unexpected places. The opposite-You expect to see them in all the places that are natural or very much remind of nature. Places that are historical, idyllic, etc.
But I once saw a wedding couple standing in front of a black nylon (?) wall of an outdoor concert stage. What did they need a black background for? 
Of course I'm talking about the conventional weddings. I have no idea what backgrounds  "the original" people choose for their wedding albums.

I had a chance to pet a big iguana lizard on my way out. I regret I haven't taken a picture. But then I started thinking abut an expression, or no, it's not an expression. A research has been made that if people take pictures of events, places, they erase it from their minds. They will only be able to remember that day or place when they see the actual photo. And all they'll remember is what they see in that photo. It's possible they won't even remember the emotions of that moment. 
I had an experience of this kind in Australia.
We had lunch in one small town near the ocean. The view was astonishing, majestic. And the only thing I took pictures of were seagulls, peaking through the top of a table.
And when we were leaving the town I started to regret I haven't taken a picture of that view.
But now, when I mentally go back to the places we've been I can only remember that one place very sharply. All the places that are caught on camera are remembered the way they are on the paper.
You know the moral here...