|Extracting pitch from a Black Spruce Tree|
|Blowing through the straw to deposit the pitch into an old paint bottle...|
|Look at all this pitch, Mom! It's gonna come in handy!|
|Think this wood wasp would like a taste?|
|Anyone with a hand this steady has the potential to be a great Doctor!|
|Moving the dog house he designed and built for his hound.|
|How do you move a triangle anyway?|
|Happy boy, happy hound, job well done!|
While snapping pictures of the pitch extractor at work, suddenly a huge, gigantic wood wasp flew by and landed on one of our wooden electrical spools. (They make great tables, dangerous toys and some huge teeter totters.) So off we went to investigate...
I couldn't believe he had the nerve to get so close to it with just a Leatherman's tool! I had the camera, and that was plenty close for me. He wants to be a Doctor some day. I keep telling him that it's a lot of studying and hard work, but he assures me he can do it. I believe he can. We encourage him in his dreams and hopes. We find great books and videos and he practically knows Psalm 139 by heart. After watching him handle that wood bee today and fetching his tweezers for him when he asked, I can envision him Doctoring already. He wasn't even sweating a drop, not even when it buzzed around like a tornado with one wing pinned down trying to sting him with his back end. He gave it a taste of pitch and then decided he'd let it go. I asked him if he wanted a jar but he said no, he wanted it to have his freedom. He politely said he'd already seen another one and I'm realizing the little boy wonder of bugs is passing away... his dreams and hopes are building within him and we will be there encouraging him every step of the way.