When I was a kid growing up in rural Nebraska, my family shared a large garden, about 1/2 acre, with another neighbor. Dang, I hated that thing. The worst punishment I could be given was to spend the morning in the garden weeding. My parents had cherry and apple trees also -- I had a great disdain for having to pick those cherries every year. Fast forward 30 years -- we are in the process of buying some land. Looking forward to having a large garden again. Maybe even throw some fruit trees on it. Heck, I just bought my first Bell Blue book. My kids are going to hate it.