Growing up and being from a Oklahoma family with Irish and Cherokee roots - many many many generational farmer. Still growing some of the same things they did ( like one yellow Iris I can take back 5 generations at least) - wanting to keep the chain alive unbroken.

Wow, that's good! My mother just had some potted plants and then when they finally bought a house later on, some perennial ornamentals went into the ground...not a lot. But I know that my grandparents had gardens....I just wasn't around them. Anyone who has their family history researched far enough back usually knows just about every single family had farms or large gardens (or both) back in the old days. It was interesting to look at lists of what they owned..livestock and farming equipment and such.

I'm on the Multi generation team. My grandparents had a garden, and I have a rose bush that is an offspring of one my great grandparents brought over when they came to America. My parents had a garden. I'm gardening but alas no children to pass what I learn on down the line. But my siblings who have gardens are passing it on to their children and grandchildren.

I fall in the muliti generational team. We have no children to pass it on to but that's okay too. I like to talk to kids about gardening & who knows.... maybe I'll be responsible for getting some young person interested. They may never even remember what spurred their interest but that's okay too.

Multi-generational for me as well,.......on my mother's side of the family.....my quad-great grandfather, William Calvin Farmer and his son Joe MosleyFarmer (triple-great) grew cotton for money in the 1870's near Centerville, Tx...as well as vegetable gardens through the years,...and both my Farmer grandparents were literally "farmers"

On my father's side....my great - grandfather grew watermelons,corn,etc for income and vegetables for home consumption thru the years.

I had my 1st personal veggie garden @ 10-11 yrs old....so I come by it naturally! Thankfully so!

I guess I'm a first gen! Wow. Or maybe a 2nd Gen that skipped a gen. My father's mother had a "victory garden" (I think that's what they were called for the Depression / WWII) that she used to barter stuff with the local general store (they used to raise rabbits & pigeons, too, to trade for other stuff that they didn't have enough stamps for, like sugar & flour). My father's kinda.. OK with growing things, but it's definitely not a happy thing for him and my mom has a black thumb: she can kill plastic plants. My sister putters in her yard, but she kills off almost everything she puts in, so I guess I'm it. I've always gardened.. I had my first veggie garden when I was about.. 8? where I grew pumpkins, corn, & maters (everyone grows maters!). When I was a teenager, I was given over the garden as my responsibility for the entire thing.. had a heck of a time keeping the darned deer & gophers out!! But it was really my parents' garden that they just didn't want to maintain.. I would have NEVER planted broccoli, radish, lettuce, or cauliflower! When I moved to NNY in '98, I took care of my mom's mater patch.. I had gone fishing and kept all the guts, fins, & scales off the bass I caught (didn't know it was out of season) and put all the yuck into a bucket w/water. Let that sit out in the sun *puke* for about a week *SUPER PUKE* and then tilled it into her mater patch, waited 3 days, then planted her maters. I planted 10 mater plants and ended up with over 15 bushels of maters that year. Next year, I didn't take care of her maters and she only ended up w/about 2 bushels. Next year, I'll be planting some corn along my fenceline - figured that if I'm gonna grow something, might as well grow nomnoms along w/the purdy roses!

Great opening photo Trish... that was the first thing I ever got to drive also... that old ford tractor.. on was at my fathernal grandfathers place... grand daddy on mothers sde was a much bigger more establshed farmer/grower... and was the first to plow his part of the delta.. when it was opened up with the leve being built... a feww generatons further back they came west to Jackson.. when t was just a few shacks on the edge of the Pearl Rver... although in the family stories of the indians and panthers.. planting was no picnic.....then.. I'm sure there were lots of generations before that grew or farmed... as that was just what had to be done to eat...1600's...1500's...1400's... and on back to the hunters/gathers...
I always hated to work in the garden as a kid..as by then in New England there wasn't much I really enjoyed eating that the parents grew in their large veggie garden...well guess the favorite was corn and the work on the flowers was just that.. with few exciting parts to it... aside from catching the Jap beetles and putting them in jars of gasoline.. but I loved nature and the woods around.. and in moving to NYC .. I missed that.. and started working plants and growing items into the early art pieces I'd make... [ moss clothing.. floors inside covered with a lawn.. mangos in tubs... verticle strawberry walls... moss inside the large IBM computer cases... plants everywhere.. but that was the 60's ] mostly because there was little being grown about back then here.. and what youth doesn't love to have what they can't have.. so I took up the beginning of a life filled with plants I shouldn't have.. brugs.. plumeras.. and other tropicals that are way out of my zone... [ what did you think I was refering to .. bet you were right there also ]
so my addction is an inbred one... how will I ever do without it...

That's Dave on the tractor, BTW. Cute little guy, isn't he?

I'm very much enjoying reading all of your stories! They make me smile and chuckle.

I am in the multi group, too. The love of growing things has always been in my family.
I had never 'forced' my DSon into the gardens to work - that was MY hobby and not "work". He appeared to not have the slightest interest anyway...until his first house had been bought! Over the phone; he took crash-courses in how to do this and that to enhance his house and make it look like a million bucks. I thought that might be the only reason that he wanted to learn anything about gardens and gardening. I later found that he had been paying attention throughout his childhood. It has been very rewarding to teach him about orchids and okra now that he is an adult and receptive

I'm a multi My gardening genes come to me from my great grandmother. Of coursely I'm continually messing with a good thing though