i am quite a night person and always have been. in any case my newest piece, poison tree is still in the works. updated progress. roger ten four roger. i haven't been this excited about something that i am in the midst of making in sometime, if feels like forever but i'm taking time, real time. there are still a few areas that need a bit more coaching but for the most part i think the ideas are clear. although you may ask me why the poison tree?

maybe this will help...

A Poison Tree: william blake

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veiled the pole.
In the morning, glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.