I think you were very lucky to be raised with those hobbies! My mother did have a beautiful garden and an evident connection with nature but I don't remember too much in the way of food production or yoga going on. I suppose in some ways I was lucky to be locked up at a boarding school at the age of seven where I didn't feel good, because I instinctively found my solace in the simple things like looking after a piece of land (growing potatoes), building camps in the woods or sitting at a piano for hours, creating music. So I didn't particularly enjoy my environment as a child but this seemed to push me in the right direction to identify the things I really resonated with and many years later, once I was able to let go of the poisonous Hollywood dream, I could get back to those things I loved as a child! Back to the fabric of what makes me me.
Thanks for doing the visualisation with me. Brings a tear to my eye thinking about our grandchildren picking the fruit. I try not to hold on too tight to the assumption they will be around us forever, but certainly I would like that very much :)