When I arrived in Illinois in 1847, cascading fields of flowers and grasses spread for miles in all directions. The rich soil that supported these vibrant prairies was much prized by farmers and, over many years, the vast prairies gave way to endless fields of grains. I always loved to grow flowers, especially roses, but the native Illinois prairie flowers have a special place in my heart, as they remind me of my earliest years in Illinois.

All around me here in Founder’s Circle someone has thoughtfully planted huge stands of Echinacea—or purple coneflower. The plains Indians often used this plant to ward off a variety of illnesses.

I was most thrilled recently when I spied another favorite prairie flower blooming inconspicuously in a garden by Hartmann Center. Bee balm—or wild bergamot—has beautiful pink/purple flowers and the most wonderful fragrance you can imagine. I would love to see more native plants on campus. Not only do they have striking beauty, but they can survive our hot summers with very little attention or watering. They also hold wonderful memories for me and are enjoyed by so many people.