The first buds from the first pot I've ever grown...they were in a large paper grocery bag chillin and trying to get some sort of stable RH happening. My son came home from work and I was fooling around with the trim from my first-ever crop. First he looked in my tray. "Mom, there's bud in here." I asked him how did he think the buds he buys end up looking like they do - which is essentially bald. "Feel free to rescue anything you'd like to rescue. I'll make more."
"Is it in here? Can I see it?"
"Why, yes it is my boy and I'm quite pleased." Inside, I was laughing my butt off. "Sure, but hang on, because you are gonna want a light for this..." I snapped on my full-spectrum daylight LED work light and pulled the arm over where it would be useful. He slowly unfolded the top of the bag, the anticipation showing on his face...if I only could have been rolling film "I bet there is at least three ounces in here!" And then he opened the bag and peered in. He squinted. I almost snorted.
There was a whole ounce of pot, albeit fully groomed, in the bottom of the sack. He needed the light so he wouldn't miss it, lol. I am so good at keeping a straight face.
"Next time will be better, Mom. You said you learned a lot." I did indeed. We all learned a lot. I make sure everyone knows what I know in case I forget stuff, lol. The way to get more is to grow more.
Can't wait to get started on the next round - I'm gonna try 4 this time, clones from the girls that I just finished. Man this stuff is a rush!
Turns out the pot Mom grew isn't too shabby at all, even if you need a Klieg light to spot it down in the corner of a grocery sack. Small but potent.
I am tickled. I really did it. I actually made my own medicine out of a seed and some dirt and a lot of drama and some totally bitchen science stuff.
I might have raised the bar on Mom Cool Points - my boys love when I do cool shit. Watching your 50-something year-old mother tending her cannabis garden like the Little Red Hen and her wheat? Priceless.
:::rubs hands together::::
Whaddawe wanna do next?
"Is it in here? Can I see it?"
"Why, yes it is my boy and I'm quite pleased." Inside, I was laughing my butt off. "Sure, but hang on, because you are gonna want a light for this..." I snapped on my full-spectrum daylight LED work light and pulled the arm over where it would be useful. He slowly unfolded the top of the bag, the anticipation showing on his face...if I only could have been rolling film "I bet there is at least three ounces in here!" And then he opened the bag and peered in. He squinted. I almost snorted.
There was a whole ounce of pot, albeit fully groomed, in the bottom of the sack. He needed the light so he wouldn't miss it, lol. I am so good at keeping a straight face.
"Next time will be better, Mom. You said you learned a lot." I did indeed. We all learned a lot. I make sure everyone knows what I know in case I forget stuff, lol. The way to get more is to grow more.
Can't wait to get started on the next round - I'm gonna try 4 this time, clones from the girls that I just finished. Man this stuff is a rush!
Turns out the pot Mom grew isn't too shabby at all, even if you need a Klieg light to spot it down in the corner of a grocery sack. Small but potent.
I am tickled. I really did it. I actually made my own medicine out of a seed and some dirt and a lot of drama and some totally bitchen science stuff.
I might have raised the bar on Mom Cool Points - my boys love when I do cool shit. Watching your 50-something year-old mother tending her cannabis garden like the Little Red Hen and her wheat? Priceless.
:::rubs hands together::::
Whaddawe wanna do next?
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