Hillside High

April 25, 2026

Author: Phyllis Root • Photographer: Kelly Povo

If we sound intoxicated by spring, it’s because we are, giddy with the glory of flowers bursting into blissful bud and bloom.

Down in the driftless area of southeastern Minnesota where deciduous forests climb steep hills, flowers bloom early before trees leaf out fully and shade the ground. The driftless is also decidedly hilly, and as we age we find ourselves more judicious about which steep slopes we scamper up. Luckily, flowers often obligingly bloom up and down the wooded hillside, where we can wander along on flatter ground looking up into whole hillsides of spring wildflowers.

One of our goals this year is to visit places new to us as well as familiar places and flowers. This past weekend we explored just such a place, a hiking path through part of Whitewater Wildlife Management Area with a wooded hill rising on one side. Trees greened with new leaves, but plenty of sunlight still reached the forest floor, creating a hilly flower-chasing heaven visible from the path. Within a few steps we were delighting in Virginia bluebells, wild blue phlox, hepatica, and Dutchman’s breeches plants with flowers so small we called them baby breeches. Canadian wild ginger hid its flowers under fuzzy leaves, fiddlehead ferns unfurled, wood anemone and nodding trillium budded. Bloodroot was mostly bloomed out, but scads of scalloped leaves stood upright around stems topped by pointy seed pods.

And then, around a bend in the road and up a ravine, we find a hillside covered with countless Virginia spring beauty’s pink-and-white-striped blossoms. In among the pink profusion a batch of white trout lily flowers nods gracefully. Around the next bend in the road, another hillside covered in Virginia spring beauty–more than we’ve ever seen except once before on the back of a goat prairie.

Whitewater State Park is another of our springtime favorites. We head there hopeful for twinleaf, which grows in Minnesota at the edge of its range. Twinleaf looks similar to bloodroot, but while bloodroot has a single leaf, twinleaf’s two leaves surround the flower, looking almost like one bowtie-shaped leaf. Finding twinleaf is always a thrill, since the flowers last only a few days and are so fragile that the weight of a single bumblebee can cause their petals to drop. Low down on the hillside–minimal climbing required– we discover several clusters of twinleaf freshly in bloom. Our knees and backs were grateful.

And then, nearby, a fortuitous find: eleven showy orchis, their vaselike clusters of leaves barely up out of the ground. Showy orchis is Minnesota’s earliest orchids, and we’ll return to this bunch of plants in a week or two for the lovely–and showy–flowers.

We also see many of the usual springtime suspects: Eastern false rue anemone; wood anemone; rue anemone; common violets in shades of blueish white, purple, and fuchsia; cutleaf toothwort; two-leaf miterwort (aka bishop’s cap); yellow trout lily; large-flowered bellwort. Beside the trout stream burbling alongside the trail multitudes of Mayapple grow, the ones with two umbrella-like leaves hiding buds beneath.

The Driftless Area’s hills are also a home for goat prairies–dry hillside prairies so steep that, so the story goes, only goats can climb them. Spring comes early to the prairie as well as the woods, so we drive to Mound Prairie Scientific and Natural Area (SNA) to see if anything is blooming there. The hillside is dotted with color – purple clusters of birdfoot violet, yellow whirligigs of wood betony, bright yellow-orange puccoon. What can we do but climb this hillside to see what else we might find?

And we do find more flowers–small stars of blue-eyed grass and yellow star-grass, plains wild indigo under pale yellow flowers, downy painted-cup, bastard toadflax. Halfway up the hill we figure we have seen what there is to see and don’t need to climb any higher.

Then a glance up the hill reveals bright spots of magenta spilling over a rocky outcrop almost at the hill’s top. What could they be but jeweled shooting stars, a flower we find more commonly in woods? And what can we do but clamber toward them, clinging to rocks that we check first to make sure no snakes are soaking up the sun on top of them? The climb is more than worth it, a spectacular show of jeweled shooting star. The day has become brightly sunny and windy, not the best conditions for photography, but I manage to throw shade on a few blossoms without throwing myself down the hill so Kelly can get a close-up picture. Then we gingerly make our way back to the foot of the goat prairie.

Whether standing at their bases or scrambling to the top, we get high on hillsides. And we are grateful that when we need to, we can still make it to the top of a hill.


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Spring Exploding

April 17, 2026

Author: Phyllis Root • Photographer: Kelly Povo

In just a few days it seems as though spring has burst upon us.  Trees are greening, flowers rush to open–clearly it’s time to head down to our favorite Rustic Road, where a wealth of spring wildflowers blooms on wooded hillsides. 

Wisconsin has over 700 miles of designated rustic roads that meander and mosey through scenic countryside.   Some rustic roads travel in a loop, which explains why once, when we’d been driving on a rustic road, we were overjoyed to see a sign ahead promising another rustic road.  A rustic road double header! Then we realized we had looped around and were back at the beginning of the one we’d just travelled.  So we drove it again, just for the breathtaking beauty.

Rustic Road 51, just south of Maiden Rock, Wisconsin, wanders between steeply wooded hillsides where spring wildflowers bloom in abundance.  We drive the road several different times each spring to see all it has to offer as flowers open according to their own internal calendars.  This visit, though, we saw in a few hours almost everything we usually see over the course of several visits– some flowers just budding, some in riotous bloom. I love to count flowers, but there’s no way to count the wealth of wildflowers around us. Here’s what we saw in a single  amazing morning.

Virginia spring beauty’s small pink striped flowers covering whole  hillsides. 

Eastern false rue anemone in bud and in bloom.  Anemone means windflower, and these delicate white blossoms obligingly sway in the breeze.

Wood anemone, in the same family as eastern false rue anemone, blooming with its single white flower per plant.

Hepatica, joyful in shades of blue and purple and white

Canadian wild ginger, some with flower buds and some with the reddish flowers open but almost hidden under fuzzy leaves.

Bloodroot with its elegant white blossoms, leaves wrapping around their stems like scalloped shawls.

Dutchman’s breeches, many with stalks of flowers still upright, some with stalks bent like laundry lines holding–what else?–tiny breeches.

And in among the Dutchman’s breeches a few squirrel corn with tiny, tiny buds.  The leaves of squirrel corn and Dutchman’s breeches are so similar we often have to wait until squirrel corn blooms just slightly later than Ductchman’s breeches to tell the difference, but this time we’re sure that the clusters of  buds are squirrel corn.

Trout lilies, many white and a few yellow, their flowers hanging gracefully down.

Pennsylvania sedge in bloom with shaggy heads that give off a dust of pollen when we tap them.

And everywhere up and down the hillsides ramps running rampant.

We also find the leaves of Jacob’s ladder, wood phlox, and Virginia waterleaf along with trillium leaves unfolding to reveal their buds. We don’t find any clue of Mayflower poking up, though, and no sign of elusive twinleaf, so clearly we’ll need to come back in a week or two to continue the search.  

Here and there a solitary bumblebee buzzes and small flies investigate flowers.  A woodpecker hammers, birds call, a barred owl asked who cooks for you.

We’ve been coming to Rustic Road 51 for years,  and it never disappoints.  This might be the first visit, though, where we’ve seen it overflowing with such flowery glory, soothing and delighting our winter-worn selves.

Throughout the morning, air has felt increasingly like rain, so when thunder rumbles we head for home.  But we know in a few days we’ll be back again.  You can count on it. 


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Hoping for Hepatica

April 12, 2026

Author: Phyllis Root • Photographer: Kelly Povo

Eager for spring wildflowers, we set out on an unseasonably warm day in search of at least a few hepatica blooming. Hepatica likes shade or part shade, growing in high-quality forests often alongside other native wildflowers. Here in Minnesota we are on the edge of the eastern deciduous forest, which puts us at the edge of hepatica’s western range.

You might think for hepatica we would head south to the wooded driftless area, but this year we are also in search of new places to visit. So we drive west to Fort Ridgely State Park, which lists hepatica among the wildflowers growing there. Along the way we stop at Morton Outcrops Scientific and Natural Area (SNA), some of the oldest rock on the planet. We don’t expect to find hepatica here, but other early wildflowers that delight us grow in pockets of soil among the dips and crevices of the rocks.

And there among the mosses we find our first spring wildflowers of the day–tiny western rock jasmine in bud, Northern Idaho biscuitroot blooming, Carolina anemone buds purple on the outside and yellow within, and Carolina whitlow grass beginning to bloom. Small signs of spring that warm our winter-weary hearts–so small, in fact, that we use a dime for scale in a photograph to show their miniscule size.

Our next stop is on a road alongside Cedar Mountain SNA where a short path leads down to a creek. Birds call, water gurgles, and frogs chirr. Here we find bloodroot flowers elegantly blooming and the first furry leaves of wild ginger. Still no hepatica.

Nearby Fort Ridgely State Park spans habitat from prairie to woodland and lists hepatica among its native wildflowers, so we hike hopefully along the wooded hills. Gusty winds keep us cool as the day warms to eighty degrees. Here we find the first leaves of Dutchman’s breeches and jewelweed just unfolding. Hepatica remains elusive, but leaf by leaf and flower by flower spring is unfurling itself.

We have run out of woodlands on our Sunday tour, and it’s time to turn toward home without a hepatica sighting. Then we remember that not far from our route back to the cities is High Island Creek Park, a wooded county park near Henderson. Why not make one more stop in hope of a few hepatica in bloom?

At High Island Creek Park leaves of trout lily and cut-leaf toothwort promise flowers to come. Then, on the steep wooded slopes we finally find what we’ve been looking for: hillsides with hundreds of hepatica in blue and pink and white. Blossoms bloom on the tops of fuzzy four-to-eight inch stems, swaying in those gusty breezes. Kelly waits patiently for the wind to catch its breath so she can take a picture.

Hearts hugely happy, we head home feeling healed by sunshine, breezes, blossoms, and spring. A grand finale to a glorious day.


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