Raining here for my big delivery date. Woke up thinking the cops were busting in the place. The guy at the store when I talked to him said "Oh yeah, they always deliver to the mountains last thing in the day. Absolutely, no earlier than 1pm." Fast forward to this morning at 7:15am... BANG BANG BANG on the security door on the side of the house, right by the bedroom. Basically where no one should be banging on a door. In my sleep I thought "damn the cats are fucking LOUD today" then I came to and realized it was the door. Ran out in my underwear to tell the guy he's in the right place. Put on some pants and got things set up. Dude really was cool putting the pallets in my neighbors driveway. I wasn't sure it was possible, but he did it. I'm stoked.
5 pallets of good waiting to be worked on.
Plants don't look any worse from getting plucked on. Smoked a bowl from what I pulled and man was it something. I guess that's why we don't harvest around 5 weeks. There was sleep, giggling, and very fuzzy vision. That's the chernobyl. Haven't tried any plucked Sour D as I don't have any yet.