She wipes her brow as she bucks another tree, sending a cascade of apples into a nearby basket. It sure was hard work on Sweet Apple Acres, but she wouldn't have it any other way. There ain't nothin' like some good ol' hard work in one's day. She hummed as she walked on over to the next tree and bucked it, sending another cascade of apples into another basket. She wiped her brow and took her hat off, fanning herself with it to cool her down. She happily accepted some ice cold cider from her little sister Applebloom as she passed her it, before trotting off. She happily drank it down before shaking herself off. She had work to do afterall.....