Wolven Senses
Member
I just feel drained right now. My dogs are all looking shaken. The house is quiet. Im trimming the only grow i got to harvest. I drove by the house on the other side of the fence and saw boot marks by their driveway leading me to think that the MMJ is already shipped to their hoodloom buddies who will probably will do a lazy job at trimming and curing.
I am not calling the cops. I am not calling any friends. I am not going to do anything. The grow was small; 14 in all plants. Clones they were and put into soil since last week of May. Some were put around June which became my tallest of my grows that reached up to 15 feet. This grow is spiritual AND personal for me asit continues that way; that money was not first on my list as to what to expect of being a MMJ grower. To tell you the truth i really did not know what to expect with this whole "OP" only that I felt at home doing it, digging on the dirt, soaking up the hot summer sun, watering and showering the plants after every creeping California sunset. I woke up this morning scissors in hand ready to harvest only to discover a ravaged garden - MY garden and the only garden I took care all summer in my entire life - strewn with spiked hotdogs, boot tracks, cuttings, etc.
In the end though I just really hope they enjoy that bud and think its all worth it - all the pain, hardships, all those times they had to scope up the place, all those times i sat down by the ground just feeling the cool breeze of filtered wind fresh of the plants. I remember the time just a week ago slipping and sliding and re tying while the October storm pounded on all of us in the garden; I just wanted the plants to be happy.
Thanks for all who those who helped and adviced me on anything through out this summer. The experience was memorable and a valuable life lesson.
I am not calling the cops. I am not calling any friends. I am not going to do anything. The grow was small; 14 in all plants. Clones they were and put into soil since last week of May. Some were put around June which became my tallest of my grows that reached up to 15 feet. This grow is spiritual AND personal for me asit continues that way; that money was not first on my list as to what to expect of being a MMJ grower. To tell you the truth i really did not know what to expect with this whole "OP" only that I felt at home doing it, digging on the dirt, soaking up the hot summer sun, watering and showering the plants after every creeping California sunset. I woke up this morning scissors in hand ready to harvest only to discover a ravaged garden - MY garden and the only garden I took care all summer in my entire life - strewn with spiked hotdogs, boot tracks, cuttings, etc.
In the end though I just really hope they enjoy that bud and think its all worth it - all the pain, hardships, all those times they had to scope up the place, all those times i sat down by the ground just feeling the cool breeze of filtered wind fresh of the plants. I remember the time just a week ago slipping and sliding and re tying while the October storm pounded on all of us in the garden; I just wanted the plants to be happy.
Thanks for all who those who helped and adviced me on anything through out this summer. The experience was memorable and a valuable life lesson.