Earliest memories are flashes mostly the solid ones from under a year old:

Lying belly down on a blanket, under a pergola, (not knowing what that was, course) can see the embankment of flowers and plants, a toy of some kind,and a lizard ran in front of me; I remember starting but tried to touch it, hearing my mom and grandmother laugh from somewhere when I tried to touch it and cried when it ran. My mom says that's where she went wrong with my fascination of reptiles at such a young age LOL; I now know this was our house when I was 2 mos old to 8 mos old. It's funny how the bougainvillea and hibiscus on the pergola have stayed with me as some of my favorite plants and that's the only places we've ever lived that they've grown. Congers a happy memory.

Trying to grab hold of our black lab's fur on her shoulder and trying to walk with her, leaning into her; then sleeping in the warm crook of her side, her fur on my cheek, and getting sloppy kisses on my fingers, my mom hands reaching toward me, covering me with a blanket.