@Megeorgia 1 April 2022 more from that month

Taro And Rice Plantation And Its Memories This morning my husband and I did a walking exercise, but we thought of taking a different route. We went through the other subdivision. And there I saw the taro and rice plantation, and I took a picture of them. I couldn’t help but remember my kindhearted father. When he was still alive, he also had a large farm. He has a taro plantation and a rice field. During the harvest, he used to give us 1 Cavan of rice and a small sack of taro. And when he sold a lot, he even gave us money. He was a very good parent and a very hardworking person. And when my siblings and I got married, he gave each of us a lot to build a house. Two years before he died, since subdivisions were already surrounding his farm, there was no other way but to sell that 6 hectares of land, as there was no way for his buffaloes, irrigation machines, and other equipment to reach his farm. He gave my siblings and me what he had sold on the land. And until he died, we didn’t spend anything because he had money. The only thing we gave him in return was that, from time to time, we gave him a gift or bought him things or food that he loved. We also took care of him when he was sick. But I’m sure he witnessed and felt how much we loved him and how grateful we were for the love and kindness he showered upon us. Sometimes we see something or a place that reminds us of our past. Does this happen to you too, noise friends? Have a great day everyone! Luv u all! @georgia0817