a reflection of my bed room, everything is backwards. It is as though I walked through the mirror reflection of my bed room and everything is in its opposite spot. It is comfortable and clean and has a country and victorian decorative style. My bed spread is flowery and my walls are pink. The floor is hard wood and shiny because the sun glimmers off of it through my bay window. My daughter's toddler bed is made up neatly and her stuffed animals are stacked neatly in a row on her bed. My clock is victorian style, as is my dresser and head board. My television is modern and black and clashes with the room. There are baskets and old fashioned raggedy ann dolls all over my room and pictures of flowers and scenery hanging on the walls.
There are maple trees, oak trees, and pine trees. It is beautiful. The trees are tall and positioned relatively close together but the sunshine still shines through the trees and makes the forest light up. The forest feels happy and light and comforting. The trees sway gently in the wind and rustle a soothing melody that lulls me into a mellow and content mood. The forest has a golden hue and is inviting.
The path is winding and bordered by trees and is relatively easy to navigate. It is a clear dirt path but clean with few stones or grass. There are deer prints in the dirt pathway. The path is wide in some areas and narrow in others. The tree's branches hang over the path as though beconing you. The path looks well traveled in some areas due to animal crossings but abandoned in others. The path winds and bends and becomes more narrow in some areas but then widens out in other areas. It is mostly narrow only when the path bends.
It is a medium width stream with fast flowing water. The water is cool and clear. I can see stones and fish easily. Some fish jump out of the stream. My reflection is not clear because the water is rushing quickly but the water itself is very clean. The stream widens into a small river that ends with a water fall and a bay underneath the water fall. It is beautiful and relaxing.
It is an old mug. Dirty and broken. It is plastic. It looks similar to a mug a camper or hunter left behind. It looks as though it has been wedged into the dirt and has been laying there for a long time. There is a chip in the cup at the rim and the handle is half missing. It was a silver cup but now stained a brown color because of the earth.
the key is relatively large. It is about six inches long and has a strange, yet attractive symbol engraved in it. The head of the key is shaped similar to a clover. The key is brass and rusted. It looks very old. Medieval perhaps. It could unlock a massoleum in a cemetary or a sixteenth century chest. It is rusted but still intact.