Once More With(out) Feeling

I am not discouraged.

I had gotten fortunate with my first ever crop of growing five different types with a total of 8 plants altogether. This second round ran into many obstacles, mainly concerning temperature control and pest control.

Being within the space I am now; the desire to bring more natural elements, like the sun, into a windowless basement is a fantasy that I thought I could get into life. And its heart did beat until neglect and unabashed external ineptitude killed it and placed the blame on me because in the end, if the self isn’t served, then the problem was always yours from the start.

My lovelies are still in operating medicinal use but only for tinctures. The number of spider mites that I endured could not be consciously consumed as an inhalant. I will do bigger and better next time now that I know that this perfect plant needs to be protected by a higher measure of caution: ex’s who want more weed to smoke and not help grow it.