For 63 years - Dedicated to Protecting, Preserving and Promoting
The interests of The Eloise Butler Wildflower Garden and Bird Sanctuary
Phase one of the wetland restoration project boardwalk in honor of former Gardener Cary George is now installed. Dedication Sept. 20, 2015. Photos and details.
A brief review of the summer season of 2005, 1990, 1965, 1940 and 1915, details
A photo selection of July and August Flowers. Photos
The Garden hosts over 600 native plants with habitat varying from marsh to woodland to prairie and Oak savanna. For seasonal photos, species listings - read more. .
Clinton Odell's daughter recounts her Garden and Friends history in this interview.
Cary George writes about the pea family plants found in the Garden. Article here.
One of the most distinctive tall plants of the late summer Upland Garden, Culver's Root provides a splash of white to contrast with the predominant yellows of late summer. It had a long history of Native American medicinal use before the European settlers took it up. The roots make a powerful laxative and emetic, so powerful that it must usually be mixed with other plants, a lesson learned too late to save Cotton Mather's daughter in 1716.
“The summer of the year 1783 was an amazing and portentous one, and full of horrible phaenomena; for, besides the alarming meteors and tremendous thunder-storms that affrighted and distressed the different counties of this kingdom, the peculiar haze, or smokey fog, that prevailed for many weeks in this island, and in every part of Europe, and even beyond its limits, was a most extraordinary appearance, unlike any thing known within the memory of man. By my journal I find that I had noticed this strange occurrence from June 23 to July 20 inclusive, during which period the wind varied to every quarter without making any alteration in the air. The sun, at noon, looked as blank as a clouded moon, and shed a rust-coloured ferruginous light on the ground, and floors of rooms; but was particularly lurid and blood-coloured at rising and setting. " Gilbert White, from The Natural History of Selborne
The rising sun I go to meet,
Swathed ankle-deep in dewy grass;
Rare fragrance stirs beneath my feet,
And round my pathway gather sweet
The secents of morning as I pass.