The Apple Orchard

I found an interest that I never knew I could have, in the taste and look of apples, since I moved into my uncles house and saw his apple orchard, which he claims is the largest in the world. Apples spread for miles and miles in his orchard, you could get lost in its magnitude with just a thought.

My uncle told me that the apple orchard has been passed down from generation to generation, and that there is a sense of magic that every generation has felt and used in some point of their life, a magic that flows through each tree. He never could figure out himself what it was, but he knew it was there.

When he was a boy he said that the trees used to talk to him not in words, but in emotion and that the magic helped him get through a terrible point in his life, he would not say what this point was. After the magic of the orchard helped him it seemed to disappear altogether and he could never find the magic again, but he still believes it is there, so everyday my uncle goes out to the orchard to find the magic from the apples and trees that were lost to him so many years ago.

A few days later I was looking out the window and I felt the orchard talk to me, it was just like what my uncle explained, I could not understand what it was saying, all I could do was feel the words flow through me. I can not explain the feeling, but I can say that it was the magical feeling I have ever had. I spend hours in that apple orchard everyday now just to think about everything, so much comes to me while I am there. Now every time I come back, each day I come back, I gain something new and exciting from the orchard. Each bite of an apple energizes me to think, its almost like the whole orchard is alive and is trying to teach me something about life. A lesson that my uncle has already learned.