a largish apple tree
la tree --> It is an apple tree, with some appropriate fruit hanging on its
semi-bare
branches. Some of its leaves have fallen already, as is usual during the
autumn. The tree has reached a stage of less frequent growth spurts, but one
day one might happen to realize it has actually grown all the time, but so
slowly and with the frequent visits it has been unnoticed. This apple tree was
planted by you in 915. You still remember that summer and how young and
foolish you were then.
pick apple --> You pick an apple. Ahh, the first apple of the year from your
very own tree. Or, not your own tree, but the tree you planted with your own
little hands. The tree is ownerless, a master of itself -- if that makes any
sense. You polish its cheeks, giving it a nice shine. Not as shiny as the very
first apple you picked, but close. You reminisce that moment for a bit, and
let out a sigh: 'To be young again...'
la apple --> It is a polished bright red apple. Looks more or less like any
other apple
you've seen, apart from the great gloss it has. It has a special feel to it,
too, you just can't put your finger on what it actually is. The apple is free
of blemishes, of moderate size and its scent is divine. You start salivating
just from the thought of tasting it. It is still fresh, so better enjoy it
before it goes bad. This item is in excellent condition. It looks very light
weight.