Harvest day is a sad day, I look forward to it, but it's like I'm killing a loved pet. This plant trusted me all this time and in the end, I had to hack her up. Ohh well, at least I gave her life.
I'm also sad that these plants never get sex, lets face it, sinsemilla never gets to do the most pleasureable thing a living thing can do (reproduce). Maybe, I'll let my next grow roll around in the hay with a male...
I'm not a hippy, but have hippy tendencies. The Ent's might come after me for this murder. : Gnawing,
Biting, Hacking, Burning, LST, Topping.
All and all, I am very happy with the way this grow turned out. I would like to have seen more amber trics, but it was time to take her down. I'll repost this grow step by step in the grow diary section for newbies. (if useful) We'll see after she dries, how much total dry weight I get off the little Spiderfarmer SF-1000. (97 watts)
Now, I'm back to trim the rest. One plant is a LOT of work to trim, I don't know how you all trim 4 or more plants at a time. DAM !
Yes, I am a bit crazy. I like it that way, sanity is way over rated. My favorite poet below.
Charles Bukowski:
Some People
some people never go crazy.
me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch
for 3 or 4 days.
they'll find me there.
it's Cherub, they'll say, and
they pour wine down my throat
rub my chest
sprinkle me with oils.
then, I'll rise with a roar,
rant, rage -
curse them and the universe
as I send them scattering over the
lawn.
I'll feel much better,
sit down to toast and eggs,
hum a little tune,
suddenly become as lovable as a
pink
overfed whale.
some people never go crazy.
what truly horrible lives
they must lead