My mother and I are walking down some stairs. We step outside into a beautiful garden. We walk along the perimeter of the walled in garden and she pics a small cluster of light blue flowers from a branch. Reaching up, she pulls out a single small blossom from behind her left ear and returns it to the cluster she pulled from the branch. I look around and see many more clusters, that I had not noticed before, flowers blooming everywhere even larger than the one my mother is carrying. When we go back inside the door, I soon realize we are lost because we ascended the wrong staircase after walking through the wrong door.