So Ive been getting up at 6am so I can spend more time making longbows and arrows, thinking that this would help scratch the bowyers itch that seems always to be there at the back of my mind.....but rather than satisfying my need it is just feeding it

I even dreamt that I found the perfect yew tree capable of yielding countless perfect staves, and I could shoot a 180lb warbow as a target bow............
I think I may have a very bad case of toxophalitis

obsessively
Matt