Damn I love these Sidetracked: seeds. I was going to go to my grave with this information, but since the seeds sprouted, I will bare my soul to you guys. Back on my last major planting day {around 4-20} it rained all day. I changed clothes twice that day, doing a load of laundry in the afternoon. For about a week, I was living in blissful ignorance. But then one night at the camp I had my stash bag out, trying to decide what to smoke. I remembered that I had decided to keep the F1 {Jack Carlos Cross/88} seeds separate from the others, and put them with my smoke. A quick search of the stash bag, and no seeds. I worried all night about them, then when I got back home the next day I started a real search. It took a couple three hours, but I found them in one of the many pockets in my camo BDU's. Sitting on the shelf where I had put them when they came out of the dryer. Yes, I had washed and dried the last few F1 seeds I had. So last Tuesday I put some seeds in soil, hoping and praying I hadn't fucked the pooch on this one. Today when I left for work, I was 10 of 11 and 13 of 15 on the F1 sprouts. Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord.
