As it turns out, even the most ominous of events can signal that good times are ahead.

Apparently, those weird happenings that I wrote about in my last entry were some kind of series of signs signaling something called the "Zap Apple Harvest." The products of this harvest are the primary source of income for the same town I wrote about.

It's a fledgling city by the name of Ponyville. Some pilgrims set it up after the Princess herself gave them a large chunk of land not too far from the Everfree Forest. Despite the relatively dangerous location, the population looks to be thriving.

Anyway, these "Zap Apples" are unlike any other type of the fruit I've ever seen! They have all 7 colors of the rainbow across their skin, and their stems look like tiny lightning bolts! They taste good on their own, but the jam they're made into tastes phenomenal! I didn't even know apples could be made into jam!

A large portion of the crew volunteered to help with the harvest after entering the town. This pretty mare by the name of Smith told us how important these apples were to both her family and the city's residents. It wasn't surprising when most of the crew volunteered to help. According to Smith, the harvest has a very short window of opportunity, so every hoof helps.

After we finished up picking every Zap Apple we saw, we returned to our previous occupations, stopping only when the Patientia was secured just outside the town's train station. By then, the apples were converted into jam. Next thing I know, there's a feast in the town hall and everypony's invited.

It would've been rude to refuse, but given the town's surprisingly small population, the crew ate only small amounts. We weren't locusts, and we wanted to make sure that message was spread loud and clear.

We were given several jars of the wonderful stuff as souvenirs. We're to set out in another few days.