Friends of the Wild Flower Garden

Front Gate of Eloise Butler

For 62 years - Dedicated to Protecting, Preserving and Promoting
The interests of The Eloise Butler Wildflower Garden and Bird Sanctuary

Student Transportation Grant


The Friends provide a subsidy to a selected class of students who are unable to pay any or all of the cost of transportation for the class visit. So Far over 2,900 students have benefited. Read more. .

Eloise Butler Plant Community


The Garden is host to over 600 native plant species with habitat varying from marsh to woodland to prairie and Oak savanna. For photos and species - read more. .

Common Winter Birds

Female Downy Woodpecker

A photo selection of the most common winter birds in Central Minnesota

10, 25, 50, 75, 100 years ago

Cary George

A brief review of the spring season of 2005, 1990, 1965, 1940 and 1915, details . . .

Early Spring in the Garden

Former Curator Martha Crone describes the weeks of early spring at Eloise Butler.

Hepatica HIll

Upland Garden historical photo

Upland Garden

The upland Garden at Eloise Butler was added in 1944 with another addition in 1993. Read how it came about. .

Garden Plant of the Week

Yellow Avens

Yellow Avens
Geum aleppicum Jacq.

The Yellow Avens is a pretty flower, that is, until the petals fade and the sticky burs develop. It is one of 4 species of Geum in the Garden. Geum goes back to the the writings of Pliny the Elder in his Natural History. Geum is a world wide genus - the species name aleppicum means 'of Aleppo' in Syria, a city much in the news these days. You cans see this bloom in June. More plant info. .


Seasonal Thoughts

“Nature never wears a mean appearance. Neither does the wisest man extort her secret, and lose his curiosity by finding out all her perfection. Nature never became a toy to a wise spirit. The flowers, the animals, the mountains, reflected the wisdom of his best hour, as much as they had delighted the simplicity of his childhood." Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1836, from Nature

A Seasonal Poem

The silent, soft and humble heart,
In the violet's hidden sweetness breathes,
And the tender soul that cannot part,
In a twine of evergreen fondly wreathes.
The cypress that daily shades the grave,
Is sorrow that moans her bitter lot,
And faith that a thousand ills can brave,
Speaks in thy blue leaves "forget-me-not".
Then gather a wreath from the garden bowers,
And tell the wish of thy heart in flowers.


Taken from "The Language of Flowers" by
James Gates Percival (1795 - 1856)