It appears now like wpm is the least of my worries....
happened to walk out on my deck yesterday to hear the roofers at my neighbours saying “ holy shit! The neighbour has some big weed plants over here!â€
I replied loudly before they had seen me “Yes she does!â€
They looked all embarrassed, and tried to make excuses for why they were ogling my girls. I pulled out my phone and took pictures of them. They asked why and I told them that if my plants went missing, at least I would have pictures of the guys who took them.
Frickin suburbia!!! A minimum of 9 people working on neighbours roofs, eaves troughs etc, this summer are personally acquainted with my outdoor girls, + the neighbours+ everyone they’ve told.......
Stayed up all night, kept thinking I heard noises in the backyard even though I have the gate locked and my truck parked in front of it so the gate can’t be opened .
So although my plants aren’t even close to ready..... almost all clear trichomes so far.....
i’m chopping them😳
immature smoke has to be better than none at all
The only thing that is stopping my 💔 is that I know their babies live on.
One group 18 days from flip to 12/12, just defoliated yesterday, excuse their nakedness😂😂
And another group, 25 days in veg, anxiously awaiting their position in the flower room.
Its awesome to see what the plant does in its natural environment, and I wouldn’t give it up for anything, however I’m so glad that I have a backup behind steel doors and a security system.
Even if they are a slight shadow of their mothers beauty 💋
RIP Mama(26 oz wet weight stripped off of branches)
Not the Mama
Stinky
Trippy bitch (fell in the 2x4 hole I dug for her, with her in my arms, when she was transplanted into the ground, So of course that was her fault and gave her a bad name😂😂)