My grandparents on one side were actual farmers. Not really the growing kind as they farmed cattle and just cared for the land in that context. My parents had nothing to do with gardening so I think it must skip a generation.

My mother discovered that I had the ability to plant and grow flowers so that became my job. Once we bought a house with a yard with space enough for a garden, I just did. Now, my little one is inspired enough to be off to college for horticulture!

Maybe it doesn’t skip a generation after all. Reminds me I have to create a #hivegarden post for the end of gardening season here.