Flower Explosion

By Boak Wiesner The recent rains and heat made the plants on the forest floor in the Wildflower Garden explode into bloom. Just three weeks ago, just a handful of species braved the long-lasting cold to show their colors (or lack thereof, actually, all of them being white) above the barely thawed ground. Today, though,…

Like A Refiner’s Fire

By Greg Lecker …..fire and rebirth…tested by fire….trial by fire. Literary phrases conjure up one’s growth after enduring a challenge. For a prairie, fire offers rejuvenation. For millennia, natural fires and fires set by Native Americans and our country’s early settlers restored energy to the ecosystem. Even today, ranchers in some states conduct controlled burns…

Looking Down

By Mary Beth Pottratz A Great egret poses like a sentry in the wetland off Alkire Drive. Western chorus frogs and red-winged blackbirds greet me with their songs. The matriarch of the Osterbauer clan joins five women for Mother’s Day Tea. Seated in the sun near a tulip garden, they are the perfect harbingers of…

To Everything There is a Season…

By Boak Wiesner The rill is flowing at this time of year after all the recent rain. Over time, it has carved the deep valley familiar to walkers on the trails up and out to the south of the Wildflower Garden. Notice how the current on the outside of the meander has cut into the…