This place resembles my birthplace as I was also born in the countryside area. Looking at the coconut trees reminds me of my father. He would harvest them twice or thrice a year; we gathered under the shade and waited for his right hand to finish collecting the coconut meat. Every part of a coconut tree has its own use, so we made sure that nothing was wasted. Reading your post makes me want to go back to the time when we were still living in our old house in the countryside. All those memories are now in the distant past yet I can still remember them vividly. May your farm continue to fill your table with abundant and fresh produce.
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