Showing posts with label Rochester. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rochester. Show all posts

Monday, July 10, 2017

Visiting the Mid-West-Minnesota

 Grandma Judy and Tha Tha have moved into a retirement community.  Their apartment strangely looked like all of their other  homes.  Grandma said it was because she still had the same furniture.  I like their home, it reminds me of a magazine.  Unfortunately, Tha tha was in the hospital during our visit.
 Mayowood is one of the big old homes in Rochester Minnesota, own originally by one of the Mayo brothers.  We had a tour with Grandma Judy.  The Mayo Clinic took ownership of it in 2014 and had done a lot of needed preservation work.  The house looked great!

 It was strangely cool in Minnesota for late June.  Fortunately, I had my sweatshirt.
 This garage has a fountain on top.  Mom and I found that to be odd.  On Monday, I started another camp at Quarry Hill.  This year it was about fossils, rocks in general and a lot of digging.  Excavating is not my thing, but I had to do it to know it.
 My class met out in the garage.  We got to ride a bus to one of our excavation sites.  It poured on the way back to Quarry Hill.  It was a good camp, but next year I will chose a different area to study.

Grandma bought me this book on our trip.  Ryan Higa is one of my favorite You tubers.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Quarry Hill Nature Center

My parents love this place when they lived in Minnesota.  I enjoyed the visitor center.  They had turtles, snakes and fish and this T-Rex skull!
 
 Below is the main entrance to the nature center-they were having afternoon summer camps.  Mom tried to sign me up for one, but they were full.
We decided to walk the shorter trail up to the old Quarry.
On the way, we found the old caves carved out of stone.  They we made in 1890, as a produce storage cooler for a nearby hospital.
 
It was a climb up to the Quarry, and we had to push Grandma Judy up the hill but we made it.  Trees and plants have grown back in the Quarry.

I was glad when we started heading back towards the nature center.
The woods in Minnesota are full of deciduous trees, with a lot of oaks.
The pond is next to the nature center.  I was ready to get in the car.
 
I did not enjoy Quarry Hill as much as my folks and grand parents do.