Minnesota Prairie Roots

Writing and photography by Audrey Kletscher Helbling

April showers bring May flowers in Minnesota April 29, 2026

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Petals 2 Metal, a flower shop in Kasson, features a spring message, floral arrangements and salvaged treasures. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo March 2026)

RAIN DRIPS OFF the roof line, big fat drops plopping onto brown stalks of hydrangea emerging from dormancy into a world reawakening.

Tulips about to bloom. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

April showers bring May flowers. Tulips bloom, replacing the crocuses and daffodils already finished flowering. Fiddleheads pop through the soil, reaching for the sun, unfurling into leafy ferns that bend in the wind. Peony plants push up. Bleeding hearts dangle from stems, strong, yet vulnerable.

Fiddleheads emerge. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

This is spring in southern Minnesota, a time of transition, of new growth, new life. Lush. Vivid. Visually-pleasing after months of drab surroundings.

A flowering crabapple tree at the corner of Fifth St. NW and Fourth Avenue NW in a residential neighborhood near the River Community Church in Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo April 2026)

Leaves, only weeks ago tight buds on branches, now color a canopy of green across the land. Spring Snow ornamental crabapple trees scent the air with perfume in a blizzard of blossoms clinging to branches.

Off the grill, a burger topped with peanut butter, blueberry jam, pepperjack cheese and bacon with a side of charred broccoli. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo April 2026)

There’s so much to take in. So much to experience with all of the senses. The intoxicating scent of apple blossoms, of earth and April rain. The birdsong of early morning. The green, oh, the greenery, everywhere. The furry softness of a fuzzy curled caterpillar found among decaying leaves. The taste of burgers from the grill.

A poem about rain by Aimee Hagerty Johnson outside the Northfield Ice Arena and part of Northfield’s Sidewalk Poetry Project. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo April 2026)

And a poem imprinted in the sidewalk outside an ice arena. Poetry not about icy winter, but about welcoming rain.

Flower baskets for sale at Mary’s Rustic Rose in Kenyon. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo April 2026)

April showers bring May flowers. Gardeners tend perennial flowerbeds, plan plantings, shop for annuals, buy flowering baskets. Planters are plumped with fillers, spillers and thrillers.

Low-growing spring flowers. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

We Minnesotans thrill in welcoming spring, when rain replenishes a land awakening from yet another winter.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

12 Responses to “April showers bring May flowers in Minnesota”

  1. Beth Ann's avatar Beth Ann Says:

    My absolute favorite time of year!

  2. Valerie's avatar Valerie Says:

    Yes, spring is here, even though it’s a cold one! 😉

  3. Rose's avatar Rose Says:

    Your burger toppings – peanut butter and blueberry jam – are interesting. I might have to try that. 😊 I love spring with all its colorful flowers. 🌷🌼🪻

    • I tried a burger many years ago with all the toppings I list (except strawberry, rather than blueberry, jam). I loved it. Remember the pepperjack cheese and bacon. It’s not for everyone. But I like this burger version.

      We’re going to a tulip festival on a farm near Farmington next week. A new event at Brand Farms, which also has an apple orchard. Farmer Aaron is trying to diversify his dairy and crop farm as he embraces agri-tourism.

  4. beth's avatar beth Says:

    i adore the tulips and love your adventurous burger toppings – beautiful poem at the end

    • The tulips were a gift several years ago from Paula, a blogger in Holland with Minnesota roots. They arrived potted and were the most beautiful tulips I’ve ever had.

      As an adult, I never ate burgers up until about 10 years. My mom fried them to charred hockey pucks when I was growing up, thus my dislike of burgers. But I eventually tried them and actually like burgers now with unique toppings. My favorite topping is still the blue cheese made right here in my community.

      I love the poem, too, and enjoy finding them when I’m out and about in neighboring Northfield.

  5. Lori Pohlman's avatar Lori Pohlman Says:

    So beautiful, Audrey—both your words and the pictures. We’re behind you up here in the UP- but the buds are beginning to open and the forsythia has been out for a while. Such a joy to watch it all unfold.


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