The woodpecker and the apple tree

I wrote this last year looking out my window of the dorm room and watching a woodpecker at work on the apple tree. This is the imagined conversation I jotted down. Even though its nothing special for some reason I really like it. I hope my Grandma does too. I feel like a kid whenever  I re-read it.

The Woodpecker and the Apple Tree-a childlike story

I saw the woodpecker pecking the apple tree, tossing off the coat of moss off the bark with each thrust and flick of its head. I think I heard him say, ‘Hey are there any bugs in here to eat?’ And the apple tree said, ‘No, I’m just an old apple tree and even though the sun is out I’m still cold so please don’t take anymore of my coat off.’ ‘Oh dear goodness, I am sorry,’ said the woodpecker, ‘I didn’t know you were an apple tree. I’m new to these parts.’ The old apple tree was wise and kind and wanted to give help to the woodpecker who was hungry and in a foreign territory. So what did the apple tree do you might wonder since he was wise and kind? The apple tree told the woodpecker where to find the juiciest bugs in Portland, and not only that, the apple tree invited the woodpecker to come back in the late summer/early fall when his apples will be rotting and come partake in the apple maggots. ‘Why thank you Mr. Apple Tree,’ the woodpecker said, ‘You’re the wisest and kindest apple tree I’ve ever met.’ ‘Good day,’ said the apple tree, and there was peace in the land for that moment of time.