My Weed Growing Adventures
Beautiful
germination and the first three leaves come out … then they turn into five or
seven leaves, growing along the sides of the main stem. The underbellies of the leaves are silver and
if allowed to grow as it wants, will turn into the most beautiful tree that
reminds me of the Christmas trees of Europe. I hate destroying the males, so I just let
them grow as nature intended. The buds
start … the oil glands glisten and I know I have a crop of stunning cannabis –
and all three types. I even manage to
grow purple dope which has become my pride and joy. The sad news is that I can only do this in
spring and summer – my attempts at growing indoor weed has been a dismal
failure. My heart ached so for these
spindly little plants that were growing taller and taller, turning into
corkscrews as they tried to reach the light of my lamp. This was all done under a table with a heavy
duvet covering the table to give them warmth – a lamp to keep the light going
and a heater that I turned on and off to keep them warm. I tried earthworm pee … I spoke to them and I
played them classical music. All to no
avail. Slowly they fell over; some
started ranking and others withered and died. They are all so pathetic that I
do not have the heart to put the one container I have left outside. They will freeze to death and so in my
compassion for them, I carry them around the house, placing them next to any
window that may give them a little warmth and light. I guess until I rank amongst the professional
hydroponic fellows with their big business – I will leave the indoor growing to
others. But hell – my summer crops did well; what a wonderful addition to my salads. Just another herb that tastes just like rocket.
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