It has a large, cold bed. The room is large and there is little furniture. There are bookcases with neatly stacked books. There is a blue carpet and the walls are grey.
It has tall oak and maple trees. There are rolling hills and lots of rocks. It is shady and the sun is bright between the leaves. The ground is wet.
The bath is worn and narrow. The path is enigmatic and confusing. There are lots of leaves and rocks that cover the path.
There is a small stream flowing over a rock edge. The water fall is ten feet high. The water is murky with mud but pleasant to listen too. There is a small pool with frogs at the bottom.
It is a Styrofoam cup, it is most likely litter from some fast food restaurant. I don't want to see or touch it. It annoys me.
It is a house key. It is worn and rusted from years of being left in the woods. Someone has abandoned it for a while and probably doesn't miss it. It saddens me.