Day 44 Mulling Over Life And Writing

Day 44 of the daily prompts:

Garden

The path between the mossy stone columns opened into a magnificent, vivid garden. I had seen nothing like it, and this had been a misstep on my way home. There was no one around except me. I walked past the flowerbeds with flowers that rose higher than my head. The sweet scent was intoxicating, filling up the air around me.

How could the garden be here? I had walked this path thousands of times, but this was the first time I had noticed the magical pl...