Our multigenerational garden comes complete with a grandmother uniquely named “Ditdo”. It was a version of “Dado” chosen especially by the eldest grandson, Drew, when he was a mere 10 months or so. But that is another story for another day.
Yesterday, Easter Sunday, Ditdo was very busy slinging hams and taters around, but took a break to watch an extremely competitive corn hole game in the yard. She is seen here in her Easter bonnet completely customized by her friends Natalie and Ann Williams who are the mistresses of the hot glue gun. The decorations are mostly garden-oriented and were inspired by the lovely items that continually spring forth from the gardens surrounding our multigenerational house.
Now that you have had a proper introduction to Ditdo, read below for a bit of a read on how the multigenerational garden sends its tendrils curling into our lives each day…
It occurred to me while pulling out the two frozen tomato plants that were purchased at a store that it was supposed to happen that way. The ones I have replaced them with were surprise Easter gifts from church friends of so very many years and delivered by their adult son and wife who are very special friends to this family. I would guess that we have some delicious tomatoes on their way. -Ditdo

Your spot-on musings inspire a whole of thoughts on multigenerational gardening, which is so prevalent. As we speak, our twin grandsons visiting from Massachusetts are heading out to my garden to help weed. Seems only yesterday they were double-trouble; now they’re preparing to start college in the fall – showing yet again how time flies.
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