A Few Short Remembrances Combined

I count any memory from when we lived in Boise as my earliest. Thus my earliest memory is a conglomerate of a few different scenes in my young childhood. I remember having an enormous backyard, that seemed to go on forever from the house (looking back, I am pretty sure we lived on well under a quarter acre). There was an irrigation canal in the very back corner of the yard where we caught tadpoles. I remember taking our red flyer wagon and parking it under the tall tree nearest our house and climbing up the towering limbs (three or four feet from the ground at most). Then I would jump from the limbs back into the wagon and repeat. There was a canyon (small indentation) between our front yard and our neighbors lined with a wall of thick trees (a few shrubs). I would run and jump the canyon (indentation) back and forth to show off my amazing skills. Lastly, I remember there being a neighbor girl that was around my same age. I can remember playing with her on a couple of occasions. From stories and pictures I know that our neighbor had at least one horse, and my brother once got mad at the neighbors and called them all "Jaredites." He sure put them in their places.