This page contains links to some of our arboretum's other features. These include galleries of seasonal displays, arboretum events, trails, and forests. Come out, dawn to dusk, any season of the year, and ENJOY!

Gallery Description Poem


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Spring Wildflowers A glorious display of nature returning to life ". . . . every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes." Wordsworth

Spring Trees Up Close Trees flower, too, just differently. "One impulse from a vernal wood/ May teach you more of man,

Of moral evil and of good,/ Than all the sages can."

- William Wordsworth

Summer See nature in her full bloom. "Oh, summer has clothed the earth

In a cloak from the loom of the sun!" Dunbar

Fall Colors Beautiful autumn colors, as nature winds down another year. "Trees don't die, they just pretend . . . ." Schwartz
Frosty Morns and Snowy Days Visit the arb early on frosty mornings for a treat! Tary longer and the view grows better. "The frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind." Coleridge

Winter Winter nods till spring interupts his nap. "If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?" Shelley


Concerts Enjoy music as never before in the arboretum. Music's power charms man's soul,/And sends our dreams aloft. . . . (Anon.)
Races Cross Country and Marathon style racers love to "run the trees.". A good race heartily won/ Speaks of life when 'tis done. (Anon.)
Nature Walks Just walk as a family to explore, exercise, or learn with a guided group. "Beauty lies in walking, not in destinations." (Anon.)


Parker Lake Enjoy water fowl, creatures, and plant life. "I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;" Wm. Butler Yeats's Lake Isle of Innisfree
Deering Family Terrace Rest, study, or get married over the waters. "Fountain splashing, wavelets lapping/ Against the weathered sides;/ Breezes wafting summer’s laughter,/ I heave a heavy sigh." Anon.
Water Plant Lake Get down close to the water and observe the flora and fauna there. "Cold, wet leaves/ Floating on moss-coloured water/ And the croaking of frogs—/ Cracked bell-notes in the twilight." Amy Lowell The Pond
Butterfly Garden Butterlies galore, sculpture, and a water feature as well "Butterfly; butterfly fly away, / teach me how to be as free as free can be." Ashley Landry Butterfly
Restored Prairies Envision America's prairies as they were before being plowed under. "[Prairies] are the gardens of the Desert, these/ The unshorn fields, boundless and beautiful, . . ." W. C. Bryant Prairies
Crab Apple Display Ohio's premier collection of crab apples sparkles in late April/early May ". . . my eyes gorge on brilliant blossoms, / the sweet aroma my nose inhales / like a rich dessert in a restaurant for the senses." Schug Crab Apple Trees
Meadows Enjoy meadow flowers, insect life, and birds "Full many a flower is born to blush unseen / And waste its sweetness on the desert air." Gray
Forest and Sawmill Creek Explore forest trails, wildflowers, trees, and Sawmill Creek "Hear the silence of the forest, / The susurration of closely huddled trees, / A woodland chorus clearly raised." Anon.
Labyrinth Walk and meditate in the quiet of the Mary Sue Bork Young Labyrinth. "The centre that I cannot find/ Is known to my unconscious Mind;/ I have no reason to despair/ Because I am already there. . . ./ I'm only lost until I see. / I'm lost because I want to be." Auden
Geology Feature Visit an outdoor collection of local geology specimens."There once was a rock named Dan / Whose father and mother were sand / Their heat and their passion, in a pressurized fashion / Made Dan, who was taken for granite." Seandogue


Bluebird Trail Enjoy a walk along our Bluebird Trail. “If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, Why, oh why can’t I?” Judy Garland in The Wizard of Oz
Tree Display Trail Beautiful specimen trees in a savanna-like setting. "A tree that looks at God all day / And lifts her leafy arms to pray,/ A tree that may in summer wear / A nest of robins in her hair / Upon whose blossom snow has lain;/ Who intimately lives with rain." Joyce Kilmer Trees