Yard at the old house

In 1989, I bought my first house. The yard was too small, but we went to the dog park a lot. Then, I went to Florida, where the Gulf of Mexico was my back yard. When I came home to California four years ago, I couldn't stand the small yard anymore, and neither could the dogs. It took two years to find the right house, but we did. We now live on a quarter-acre lot, and we back up to six acres of fenced land. And it's still close to work. Paradise! In this picture, Ben was 6 (almost 7) and Heather, 4.

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Taken on April 15, 2001