Well, well, well. As I stepped foot onto the taro patch for the first time in years, a sense of nostalgia washed over me.It's been quite some time since I last worked on a taro patch. The smell of wet soil and fresh greenery felt like an old friend, welcoming me back.Working on the taro patch is like going back in memory lane. This tradition is not just about growing a crop, it's a way of life that connects us to our ancestors and the land. The skills required to farm...