Revenge Of The Hay Burger

I think we're getting into a warm spell in Ponyville, at least warmer than it has been for the last little while, and the sunshine helps. The woods are beautiful, the fields are short and green and the harvest is slowly winding down. Soon it will be winter and the land will rest.

I took Spike to the Hay Burger for lunch, as a treat. The food is oily and salty, but at this time of year, it calls me. Then, for the rest of the afternoon and well into the evening, it kept on calling me, from the depths of my gurgling stomach. It took two pots of mint tea to quench that fire. I don't know how some ponies can eat there frequently, they must have cast iron stomachs. Now I'm hungry again. I think I'll go get some first cut hay from the pantry.