What a difference 23 years makes. My husband and I have been in our home 23 years this month. Sometimes it seems like the time has just flown by - other times it seems like forever. The difference became very evident when I ran into a picture of our house taken right after we moved into it. The first picture is summer 1985, the other one is how it looks today in 2008. We dug up the red oak trees (they weren't as big around as my wrist at the time) the first winter we were in the house and planted them. At one time we had 17, but lost one several years ago to severe ice storm damage. The house is still there - just not very visable from the road due to the trees. The yard looks huge in the old picture, but with all the trees, it appears much smaller.