My little plant is as big as the first one. It's about 2 or so weeks younger but that's not stopping it from making a huge show. It's covered in pistils. I have flowers and a ton of budlets on the oldest plant, don't know how old it is, would have to check the calendar! They are wanting water every two days or so...I think the oldest plant is in her final stretch.
Now I am facing an issue. We have been waiting for almost a year to get some work done on our house, new toilet, bars in the shower, dehumidifier installed in grow room, floor joists replaced or sistered in, encapsulation installed under the house and another dehumidifier under the house, hard wired to a plug in the grow room, and the girls are SMELLING! My husband calls the them Kweef sisters. So I'm going to have to get creative. Spray peppermint oil in the room before the electrician hard wires the dehumidifier downstairs, I've got a plan to hide the tent, Even though they are autos I'll be turning the light off for the couple of hours he's in that room, putting a heavy blanket over the tent in the pretense that it's protecting a picture that I'll lean up against it. There will be boxes and chairs in front of the tent so no one will be able to get close. Hopefully, our weather will be warm enough so I can open a window. I would cook cabbage, but they might think we're weird for eating cabbage for two or three days straight!
Here I've waited so long to get the work done and now....they come later than I had hoped. But, I will not be deterred, in about a month I hope to be partaking in my Kweef sisters and enjoying every single puff.
Allatup, one day I will get a camera phone, maybe, I just hate phones and hate the bill worse. I could spend the money on something for my grow, more Kind Soil, more bags, more seeds, my light bill.....I'll just have my brother-in-law come over and take pics. We have a little cooperative going. He usually buys my soil, and helps out and I share. He has a friend who grows, so he buys that guy's seeds, lets me keep the freebies, and we are all happy and highly medicated, perpetually. He's got a degree in forestry, but is still impressed with my gardening skills as he calls them!