Thursday, May 21, 2009

cultivating the primitive

it was good, that afternoon to thaw the hawk that had spent the last month in my freezer, to stretch a tape measure from wingtip to wingtip, from beak to tail and determine, "yes, Cooper's Hawk,"to ask it for a few feathers it will no longer need, and to finally bury it in the clay banks of a stock pond outside of town.
then the boys made atlatls and darts from brittle willow sticks and peacock feathers. Ash, of course, loved this too.

after 5 or so years of being the Webelos leader, I've gotten pretty well reacquainted with the 10-year-old heart.
and poop jokes.

2 comments:

Jess said...

That is an awesome Webelos activity.

eped said...

thanks Jess. yeah it was pretty good. especially since nobody lost eyes & I was able to keep Ash from falling in the river.

and CONGRATULATIONS! Oliver already looks like a good one.