a peek inside the fishbowl

After the whole saga with our tree the other day I got to thinking about a few things. (1) I am terrible at tree identification, and I think I should be better at it. (2) Where, in our neighborhood are the best and biggest specimens? (3) Can I find a way to identify and share them with you guys?

That’s where my urban tree map idea started. My goal here is to:

Find.

Identify.

Admire.

Share.

To that effect I created a Google Map document and marked down a few significant trees that I knew about:

Click to view my neighborhood tree map!

Can you help me identify some great trees in the area that’s outlined on the map above? (I’m thinking ahead to biking distances.) I’d be happy to get a dozen different specimens. And when we get to 12, my family will be climbing on our bikes and going on a tree-related scavenger hunt. And you can too! Woot!

If you know of a great tree, please plot it on the map! (Which should be fully editable if you have a Google account. Let me know if it doesn’t work for you.)

And because I need serious help in this area, I am using technology to lend a hand! I just downloaded an app called LeafSnap to help with this process. And if that doesn’t work, I’m going to the library. :)

Do you live in the area? Can you help? Add to the map!

Please note:

• The tree should be easily viewable from public property i.e. not in someone’s private backyard)
• Please share as much information as you can in the description of your pin (like species and age of tree if you know it)
• Pick the biggest and best specimens you can! Variety is good.:)

If you aren’t the tree-hugging type, please consider forwarding this information to someone who is. The more people who are in on this, the better. Thank you!

A few weeks ago I wrote about the dead tree on the front lawn. A short time later a City of Ottawa tree guy appeared on my doorstep and we went over what our options were. These were the trees we could choose from:

Large trees: Ginkgo, Hackberry, Red Oak

Medium trees: Red Maple, Honey Locust, Turkish Hazel

Small trees: Serviceberry, Crab Apple, Oakleaf Mountain Ash

Each of them are pretty in their own right, but we eventually picked the Ginkgo to replace our Maple. After our reno we will request a Serviceberry for the side yard. (We’re on a corner lot so we qualify for two city trees.)

The Ginkgo is an interesting tree. The leaf shape is gorgeous and it turns bright yellow in the fall. As a species the Ginkgo has been around for a long time. It’s practically a prehistoric tree, and because of that it’s evolved to become very bug/disease tolerant. It’s very long-lived too. It will outlive us by a long shot.

Anyway, the new tree isn’t going to be here in awhile. And the old one, well, it was taken down this morning. It took about 30 minutes. No one knew it was happening today, and the girls haven’t seen it yet.

I was lucky to be home when it happened. This is what it looked like from my perspective:

Piper was freaked out.

Maybe it was because of the noise, or maybe she knew someone was taking away The Place That Smells Like Pee and Carpenter Ants. Whatever the reason, she was quaking in her metaphorical boots.

I asked the City guys to leave two stumps for the girls. They were very accommodating, which I appreciate. I’m going to dry them out, pour some polyurethane over them and use them as stools.

It is sad to lose a tree. I’m not looking forward to the girls coming home from school today.

I was trying to think of a clever tourist slogan for this post. What about: “Ottawa, What a Great Place To Be! /  Ottawa, quelle ville merveilleuse !”

Or: “Ottawa: fun, not frustrating! (Unless you’re talking about transit)”

(Ha. Feel free to add your own in the comments. I would LOVE to hear them.)

Do you want to know what I was thinking as we strolled away from the Ottawa Marriott (see yesterday’s post), towards Parliament Hill? Holy cats, do we ever live in a pretty city.

I’ve lived in Ottawa since I moved here in 1991 (eep, has it really been that long?) to study journalism at Carleton University. I met Mark when I was going into my fourth year. We bought a house in 1997, married, had babies, and never budged.

I’ve only been inside Parliament Hill three, maybe four times tops, and once was for work, to research a script I was writing for an educational video. (Now THAT was cool.)

So here’s my question: Why is it, that people who live in touristy cities rarely do tourist-like things?

I think “the touristy thing” is one of the best things we can do with our kids. Not only goes it help instil some civic pride, but it’s a neat way to learn about our collective history. And about other things! For example, some of the things we talked about during our walkabout included:

• How the Rideau locks work
• The great fire on Parliament Hill
• How government works
• Gargoyles
• Bilingualism
• Black groundhogs (which may or may not have included a word or two about genetics)

With kids, the walkabout often turns into a learnabout, and although not every single thing needs to be turned into An EducationL Moment, I kind of like that.

Thank goodness my husband is a walking encyclopedia.

We began our tour on Parliament Hill where they’re getting ready for Canada Day festivities. On the East side there’s a white info-tent that’s set up during the summer season. This is where you go to sign up for a tour of Centre Block and where the tours begin. Tours are free. (Yay!) We got our tickets and were given a booklet which contained a self-guided tour of the Hill, which was handy because we had about 30 minutes to kill. No prob. There is lots to see on the Hill, and surprisingly, much of it was stuff I’ve never seen before. Also, the views are fantastic from behind the Hill. There are interesting statues of famous folks to look at too. And a cat hotel! All are listed on the map.

The tour of Centre Block was short and sweet. The Peace Tower was closed that day (it’s a great thing to see, so check the hours beforehand) so I think our whole tour was about 45 minutes long. It’s totally manageable with kids, security lines and all (which is reminiscent of what you’d experience at the airport, but without the stern looks and he attitude).

Inside, we got to see where all the action happens and admire the art and architecture. We especially loved the library.

If you’re planning a visit you might want to check out the visitor information page. There is a lot of great information there.

After the tour we peeked at the first of two wedding parties having their wedding photos taken (the second group was kind of unique!), and took a flight of secret stairs down to the Ottawa River. The stairs – located in behind a black iron gate near the Summer Pavilion – are a pretty easy decent if you’re in tolerably good shape.

The path by the river is really pretty. We’ve been there on our bikes before, and it happens to be part of Mark’s route to work. Did you know there are some ruins down there, as well as a mysterious black groundhog who has been known to graze nearby? (We didn’t see him, but he must be real because he’s been seen by others.)

We checked out the locks and eventually made our way down Sparks Street and back to our hotel. It was a long day, but totally worth it. Have you done the tourist thing on the Hill? Any tips or must-sees you’d like to share? I’m all ears!

p.s.

Want to see all the pics from that day? You can watch the slideshow below or jump straight to the Flickr set.

Created with Admarket’s flickrSLiDR.

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This post is part of a summertime series about Ottawa Attractions. Would you care to share your favourite Ottawa place? It can be a well-known destination or a hidden treasure, but it must be family friendly! Please drop me a line.