Sunday, December 23, 2012

Time Travel with the sisters Hagens

So yesterday we went to "The Landing" (used to be called "Murphy's Landing") with 3 Hagens sisters, and it was a delight.
The Landing is a collection of houses on the site of an old landing right on the picturesque  Minnesota River.
 
In order to get "back to the days of Yore", you take a magic horse-drawn trolley through the enchanted woods (or so I told James).
 Here's Mary, Anna, and Emily on said magic trolley ride (totally different than in Mr. Roger's neighborhood)
 And here is said magic trolley. And I guess said enchanted woods.
 And here's the horsies nice and up-close.

Anyway, the houses and buildings start in the mid 1800s and slowly work you into the town square, which consists of all 1889 homes and buildings, including a church, a town hall, and several like-minded buildings.
This is a stained-glass window from the church, which is where we saw the Landing's Holiday pageant. They had the story of Hanukkah, the story of the birth of Christ, and "The Night Before Christmas", with audience-included caroling in between each reading. Very fun.
These are some teenagers playing games in the town hall. We're assuming that they're on their lunch break or something, because they were very stand-offish. That or mom and dad made them come with to work at the Landing and they think it is "so uncool" (how wrong they are!)
This was also taken in the town hall. Look how embarrassed James is.
Here's me and Santa. James wouldn't be in this one, but whatever. His loss!
 Here's Mary and James ice-skating in the town square.

Here's the sisters Hagens, all ice-skating, all smiles.
 Here's the group entering a house in the middle of town. I think it's lovely that we had such a nice snow cover. I think it's weird that someone left their stroller in the middle of the yard.
 Old potbelly stove. SO WARM.
 I like these curtains.
Here's some stuff in the pantry. Those pickle jars are cuties.
They had reindeer! Two of them! Here's one of them! Yay!
There was a lovely gazebo in the middle of the square that was all done-up for Christmas, so we took some pictures there.
Me and the Mr.

So there were a lot of houses in the square, and all of them represented different kinds of settlers from different part of Europe and each house talked about their different customs.
 I just really love this wreath. Look at the fake birds! A wreath after my own heart!
 
Images from a Kitchen that I found particularly charming.
 These next 3 picture are from the store. I am just glad that they had such presidential underpants.
 This is a shelf in the store. I like old stuff.
 My grandpa used to have this trick bank and I loved it. You put a coin in the dog's mouth and it jumps through the hoop (or just through the air, and puts the coin in the barrel.
 This is in another house. I just thought it was a lovely picture.
 This woman warned us of the dangers of young women picking wooden-irons up from their front porch. Apparently, man would make these for the woman they wanted to marry, and if you picked it up, you accepted their proposal. Watch out ladies!
 This is a store room.
 Pipes!
 Here's the front of the school room, where we spent some time being quizzed on Math and History.
 The math was hard because it involved working knowledge of how big things like "bushels of hay" where.
 James does math on a slate.
 On our way into the house that represents the Landing during the civil war era.
 Mary, Emily, and Anna with the flag behind them.
Map of the United States as it was seen during the Civil War.
 Now we're in the German house from the 1850s. Look how cozy this bedroom is.
 Only Germans at this time had Christmas trees. They decorated them with cookies.
I just really liked this hutch.
 We found some nice cows.
 James, Anna, Mary, and Emily all pet the cows.
 We climbed in and our of old barns.
 Anna, an old wooden pitchfork, and some hay.
 James, Mary, and the wheel.
 Mary relaxes in the hay.
We walked back into 2012, a little bit because we had missed the last trolley, but mostly because we wanted to.






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