
Early Saxifrage
Early Saxifrage (Micranthes virginiensis): A Dainty Beauty with a Strong Spirit
As winter loosens its grip and the world begins to stir, I emerge, delicate yet determined. My white blooms, small but mighty, stretch toward the warming sunlight, a quiet declaration that spring has arrived. You may find me nestled in rocky slopes, dry woods, and rugged terrain, places where few others dare to grow. I thrive where challenges exist, proving that beauty can flourish even in the harshest of environments.

Bloodroot
I’m Bloodroot, or as some call me, Sanguinaria canadensis. I’m a proud native of North America, and I bring a little mystery to the woodland floor with my unique charm. In early spring, I’m one of the first flowers to bloom, unfurling my delicate, white petals to greet the season.


Wild Ginger
I may not be the tallest plant in the forest, but I’ve carved out a special place for myself beneath Ontario’s towering trees. My heart-shaped leaves stretch across the ground, forming a lush, green carpet in the shade.
When spring arrives, I unveil my dark purple flowers, tucking them near my base, close to the soil.

Prairie Smoke
I am Prairie Smoke, known to botanists as Geum triflorum, but you might know me by my more whimsical nickname: Old Man’s Whiskers. My name comes from my feathery, wispy seed heads which can look like tendrils of smoke drifting lazily across the breeze… if you squint just right.

Blue Eyed Grass
Hi there! Despite my name, I am not actually a grass! I proudly belong to the iris family. My slender, grass-like leaves may fool you, but when I bloom, my star-shaped, purplish-blue flowers with a bright yellow eye at the centre make it clear that I’m something special.

Wild Geranium
Delighted to meet you! I’m the Wild Geranium, also known as Geranium maculatum. With my soft lavender-pink blooms, I bring a touch of elegance to the woodlands, blossoming from early spring through early summer.

Foxglove Beardtongue
Hello there, I’m the Foxglove Beardtongue, also known as Penstemon digitalis. I’m native to North America, and I flourish in sunny meadows, prairies, and open woodlands. My name comes from my resemblance to foxgloves and the hairy “tongue” inside my flowers

Wild Columbine
The Life of a Resilient Beauty
Hi! I am Wild Columbine (Aquilegia canadensis), a native gem that graces forests, meadows, and gardens with my striking presence. Let me tell you a little about myself, after all, who better to share my story than me?

Lanceleaf Coreopsis
Hi! I’m Lanceleaf Coreopsis (Coreopsis lanceolata), a cheery native flower from Ontario, dressed in radiant yellow. I thrive in prairies and meadows, effortlessly growing in poor, rocky soils. All I ask for is a bit of sunlight and I’ll flourish, droughts don’t bother me one bit!

American Harebell
Hi there! I’m the American Harebell (Campanula rotundifolia), a charming native known for my bell-shaped purple flowers. You might recognize me as the well-behaved cousin of the Creeping Bellflower, who’s a bit of a rebel in our family and notoriously untamed.

Butterfly Milkweed
Hello there, gardener. I’m that bold burst of orange you’ve likely seen glowing along Ontario roadsides and meadows come early summer. Upright, eye-catching, and proud, but never one to cause a fuss.

Yellow Pimpernel
I might not be the flashiest plant in the garden, but give me a moment and I’ll earn my place. I’m Yellow Pimpernel, or Taenidia integerrima if you prefer my full name. I’m part of the carrot family, Apiaceae, though I’m not here to be eaten. Still, crush one of my delicate, divided leaves and you might catch a hint of celery. It’s my own little signature.

Pearly Everlasting
You’ve probably seen me growing along sunny roadsides or in dry, open fields. I’m Pearly Everlasting, my official name is Anaphalis margaritacea, but that’s a mouthful. I’ve got silvery leaves, small white blooms with soft yellow centres, and I stick around long after summer ends. While other flowers fade, I stay standing, holding my shape and colour into fall.

Serviceberry
Hi there, I’m a Serviceberry (Amelanchier canadensis), but my friends call me a show-off. You might not notice me at first glance. I’m not flashy like a tulip or dramatic like a maple. But stick around, because when spring hits, I bloom like nobody's business.