She smiled as she watched the farmer work; there was some sort of exotic beauty to a female farmer hard at work.
Apple dusted her hair back and grinned; she must have loved this kind of work despite the dust and sweat involved.
Rarity could see how the beautiful farmer with her almost delicate blond hair and her tan skin that obviously knew hard work, was stunning and passionately so.
She'd never known that she could find such inspiration in a woman that could easily be framed in an art gallery had anyone painted her before, just as she was now.
Rarity smiled and knew that infatuations and crushes like these could be difficult as Apple was just as straight as they came.
She was just so beautiful in every seemingly bizarre little thing as Rarity had never considered farming beautiful nor had she ever thought that she'd fall for a farmer.
There was something stunning and absolutely breathtaking about this one however that knew hard work, lived for it, and was willing to pull her own regardless; she was one that was strong and determined and often made it seem so easy for her to be so and also so natural.
Apple loved her work, knew of how to accomplish every aspect of it, and was constantly improving.
Something that Rarity understood as well though she doubted she knew exactly the type of work and the same things that Apple knew; they were two different, strong women.
Rarity smiled as despite how bitter and one sided all of this was, she knew that the other was just as strong if not more so than herself, and she knew that strength could appear in many ways like all aspects of a person or a personality trait can appear.
Love was beautiful even when there was no way for it to flourish two sidedly.