In the scorching sun of the early rainy season, I arrived at Tac Cau before dawn. The wind from the Cai Lon River carried moisture, making the morning air even more pleasant. Silently, I followed the farmers through the long rows of pineapple plants, documenting their harvesting journey – a series of quiet yet resilient labors, much like the enduring vitality of the Tac Cau pineapple plants throughout generations.

The pineapple plants have sharp thorns, so thick boots and gloves must be worn for protection when harvesting them.