So here we are, 3 days ago, in “The Palazzio”, a made-up word for the slightly newer, easy-access 5x5. The one where the SIP totes have soft pots instead of just 'cloth long underwear' like in the other SIPs in The Burn Unit. The plants sitting in the back on the aluminum scaffold bench will change in the pics as they are moms, so don’t get attached, we’re gonna focus on the SIP plants, which, handily have been labelled for you.
OG Ultraviolet is a stumpy, thick but short-limbed, 80% Indica cross between Face Off OG and Purple Indica, a popular “Pacific NW” strain (Washington State claims it, we'll let'm have it... but 'some say' it's really from the Pacific SW, AKA The Wet Coast, AKA frikken heaven on earth. C'mon,
Canada people. PS Some People are wrong) Anyway, I'm a sucker for local weed.
Runtz. One of 2020's big sellers. Even the stalks of seedlings smell like candy. Another
WASPY suburbanite Indica hybrid designed to fouck you up, bad. Narcotic. Bring it.
Diatribe Alert
I've lived almost my entire adult life in Canada's Green Triangle, and when I wasn't there I was in The Netherlands so it wasn't as though weed was missing from the culture. However, I have only smoked a few times over a 3-4 day period since I came back from Europe... in 2012! I came back because my health was extremely poor, Some days I was so dizzy I couldn't stand at all. The flight(s) home just about ended me. Whenever I fly I can never remember the 3 days afterward, but the stories don't sound good. For reals. Since 2005 I'd been treated for MS, an MS diagnosis often takes years and immediate treatment is important so... however, we couldn't find enough sclerosis to pound the last nail home. Well, turns out, 4 years ago it was discovered to be major issues with my inner ear, the system that tells your brain where down and up are. It's bad, really bad. I have had bad migraines since childhood. Sometimes they are so bad... you just know you're not gonna be the same after this one, and the Ear, Nose and Throat Specialist tells me he has seen this in people who get uber-migraines, next-level types, which I get and for the last few years they have lasted 2-5 days at a time. Anyway, that's the diagnosis. Usually, I just have to be sedated when these events take place because eventually I just want to jump out a window. You would too, trust me. I have ridiculously high pain tolerance, can and have dealt with major injuries in the mountains etc., and got myself out but this is another thing. Anyway, he says those migraines have caused trauma to both inner ear systems. I'm completely deaf in one ear and now expected to lose the other. I have lost both before and one came back, it was terrifying. Very lonely. Anyway, gotta learn to sign apparently. Yeah but who am I gonna 'talk' to? Anyway, one of my immed. issues is that I get a kind of 'insta-vertigo' I call it. I'm feeling normal, then a split second later I am as dizzy as you've ever been, like put your arms out spin around in place 20 times as fast as you can then, stop. That's how dizzy, but suddenly, instantly, without warning. So, I fall down. More like throw myself across the room because my brain thinks left is down and up is right. I've had two broken bones requiring surgical repair, and I'm afraid to count the concussions. Stitches, knocked unconscious.... on and bloody on. In someone whose professional life used to be guiding people through hazardous environments, climbing guide, caving, kayak, boats, yachts, etc., aaaaarrrrggghh. I used to be so proud never to get sea sick regardless conditions or length of time. Now I'm seasick laying in bed. All. the. time. It takes two hours of laying still in bed to recover from the nausea caused by 15 minutes of 'normal activity' like watering the garden (outside) I've been doing physio for years on this, before diagnosis, way before because I thought it just might be the problem. You try to reprogram your brain but it is not very effective for people over 30 and I'm in my 40's. I still do it every day, it might save me a broken arm here and there, or worse.
Okay so that's out of my system. It's just such an impediment that it affects everything so I feel the need to share or otherwise people will make their own conclusions, it's only natural. Thank you for letting me get that out. Its why I hesitate to journal because I may, no doubt will, at some point have to stop for a while. It's a lot more work than just sniping from the peanut gallery. Now that, that I shall do until my dying day, you may be assured.
Alright, we'll talk about cannabis cultivation next, promise.
this is great news.
