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Doc, Your like our on-line professor with no tuition fee. I can tell, one that really cares.
This may not be the place to ask, but it does concern a soon to be HB kit grow...
My only current source for plants are clones. Initially, I thought I'd get a few and put the strongest ones outside for my summer grow. But all clones are growing under 18/6. I planned on matching the photoperiod for June 1st and move them outside on that day. The days here are about 15 hours long on that date, and still getting longer. Any advice on the best way to handle the change in lighting schedule? Do you think it will throw them into early flower? I've read many posts on this subject but there seems to be no real consensus that I've found so far. Slowly reduce their lights-on cycle? Going from 18 to 15 hours is no big deal - won't freak them out so just do it? Anyone with experience in doing this?
It's more important that their photoperiods match. If the clones are having their daytime indoors while it is nightime outdoors, you'll have a problem. Try to get some clones under 24 hours of light, as they can be put anywhere.
Thanks Doc!
All the clones within 200 miles (that I know of) are grown 18/6 with lights out at 10pm. Sunset on June 1 is 8:42pm. So, the match isn't perfect, but it is close. If I veg them for a month or two, I can easily change the 18/6 to 15/9 and exactly match the outdoor cycle. I just didn't know if it is a good idea to do so (or leave them at 18/6). And if it is a good idea to match the outdoor light cycle, if they are better off doing it gradually, or just flip them to the matching cycle all at once. The last thing I want to do is shock/stunt/early flower/hermie them.
I've always been a non-conformist kind of gal. When I got my degree in Elem. Ed/Early Childhood I knew I wouldn't ever fit into the public school system. I also knew I didn't want my children in the school system. So we homeschooled. I wanted to raise free citizens who lived by the rhythm of the days, slept until they woke, learned while they played, lived as an active member of their community. It distressed me how our children are all ensconced in schools when they should be up, out, doing, learning. More than that, I wanted them to speak their minds and follow their passions and learn to be self-managed. That doesn't happen often in our schools. Our current educational system exists so that corporations can take advantage of the parents and their children will be well trained as drones to continue to follow the corporate line.
The utter destruction of our society caused by this mindset is appalling. Men of money and power have misused their resources to turn us against each other, and the educational system that demands absolute compliance and conformity feeds into that. Small businesses are the best employers, and yet our society rewards the corporate mindset that crushes small businesses.
I'd hope that someday in the future we could learn to restructure our communities to bring jobs closer to where people actually live and eliminate commutes. I dream of a day when we look for the passion in each child and then direct that child to a program geared to explore that passion and make it a livelihood. How much richer we'd be if people spent their days doing work they were passionate about with the freedom to spend more time with their loved ones instead of mindless, poorly paid jobs hours from home and family. I know, just too much hope.
I miss stars too. We never see the stars anymore. Safety from the night fears came at a high price. We've lost that nightly connection to the universe. There has to be a better way. Maybe it's part of the reason we grow. It brings us back into contact with that rhythm of life, that connection to the universe.
Sorry. Got a bit carried away there. Blame it on Doc.
Sweetsue, you go girl.
I am a rebel girl as well....anti war, activist, anti government, educated, spiritual, and conscious thinker . But in the name of the feminist movement, I drank the Kool Aid, sold my soul to the corporate world, became a stepford drone and career whore. Without the husband and family, of course; that was frowned upon and would appear as if I wasn't serious about my career. 32 years, quite the sacrifice for absolutely nothing.
Now, the second half of my life is being lived for me, by me, and according to me. Conformity be damned!
IM gonna let the buds do the talking on this one. high brix, g8-led 600 watt
Purple Cadillac
Not bad for a second grow....
IM gonna let the buds do the talking on this one.