Island Of Misfits

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Good afternoon Misfits. Just got back from visiting my brother and going shopping. His girlfriend has a cultivator's license, so he turned us on to a few buds of her stuff. She did a good job, it has a nice flavor and buzz. We are sitting on the couch, smoking another bowl of it and relaxing
 
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Snuck out back and got the rest of the leaves with the Old Hen's help. She blew/raked 'em away from obstacles so I could suck 'em up with the MDD. Raked the bulk of the ones in the back up with the Kubota and a 5' york rake and then fine tuned it with the Deere. Got that done and then went down to the neighbor's and got the ones that had blown up in the corners of her fence. Done for the year if it wasn't for that damned Japanese maple. She holds her leaves to the very end.

48 degrees when I started. Up to a tropical 50 now. I put on socks :confused:, long pants o_O, and my M-65 coat and was glad I did.
 
Snuck out back and got the rest of the leaves with the Old Hen's help. She blew/raked 'em away from obstacles so I could suck 'em up with the MDD. Raked the bulk of the ones in the back up with the Kubota and a 5' york rake and then fine tuned it with the Deere. Got that done and then went down to the neighbor's and got the ones that had blown up in the corners of her fence. Done for the year if it wasn't for that damned Japanese maple. She holds her leaves to the very end.

48 degrees when I started. Up to a tropical 50 now. I put on socks :confused:, long pants o_O, and my M-65 coat and was glad I did.
My red maple does the same it is so fire red right now
 
What a long ass day! Sitting in my favorite chair smoking a bowl of buds. The song, "A Passage to Bangkok" by Rush on the 2112 album, has a few verses that go like this:

Our first stop is in Bogota,
To check the Colombian fields.
The natives smile and pass along,
A sample of their yield.

We're on the train to Bangkok,
Aboard the Thailand Express.
We'll hit the shops along the way,
We only stop for the best.

Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon,
We burn the midnight oil.
The fragrance of Afghanistan,
Rewards a long day's toil.

Gotta love good weed music!

 
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