I grew up on a farm in central
There were two houses on the property and I remember living in both of them. The one I remember first was one story and L shaped. There weren't any trees close by, but I remember we planted a big branch (maybe 4 or 5 inches in diameter) off the weeping willow tree that grew near the other house.
There were mountains to the south called saddle mountains, and I remember spending hours out in the yard studying them through the binoculars, especially where the dip was that gave them their name. I would prop the binoculars on an old frame for a baby swing to keep them steady. I had heard stories from older brothers who had hiked up those mountains, but I had never been there. It was desert country, so they were mostly bare, with only a few patches of scrawny trees here and there.