Heavens Shores - Bill's 2022 Grow: Come Meet Howie! Show Us Your Grow Too - Bring A Pic

I'm sorry about the mites bill ... I have a bunch of random seeds and some stable genetics if you want them? I sent another member here some a few weeks back and he started a new grow this weekend.... I'm just not sure how they scan envelopes at the border or if it's illegal to send seeds.

But I know you'll be back up and running in no time... Sending you best wishes.
 
Sorry about the mites Bill, seems like you can't catch a break with these grows. Here's hoping the spray works, the new seeds pop quickly, and the greenhouse gets this back on track. In the meantime, have a great day with Howie ;)
 

I decided to spray them with something.
I'm not sure how it will work
But it seems to have given them speckles. ;)




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:meditate:


But seriously.
I did spray them with something.
It will kill everything.
I'll let them live a couple days and see what happens.
I may not want to make anything from what lives.
Especially R.S.O.
In the meantime I dropped half the seeds I have.
I'm going to take a day with Howie. :green_heart:
Thank you all for your concern. :hug:
I'll post a couple pics tomorrow.





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Stay safe :meditate:
Bill
Please be careful with that stuff my man I saw something on it last night I think it clears out before flower. Is that a fish? Whatcha guys catching today enjoy your day with Howie and keep hydrated my friend
 

I decided to spray them with something.
I'm not sure how it will work
But it seems to have given them speckles. ;)




20220613_124404.jpg
:meditate:


But seriously.
I did spray them with something.
It will kill everything.
I'll let them live a couple days and see what happens.
I may not want to make anything from what lives.
Especially R.S.O.
In the meantime I dropped half the seeds I have.
I'm going to take a day with Howie. :green_heart:
Thank you all for your concern. :hug:
I'll post a couple pics tomorrow.





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Stay safe :meditate:
Bill
Lol at speckle!
So sorry, Bill. :( You are a trooper and its still early.
Are broad mites common? Curious to see what they look like.
 
Lol at speckle!
So sorry, Bill. :( You are a trooper and its still early.
Are broad mites common? Curious to see what they look like.
Broad mites are the worst, well maybe second worst after russet or hemp mites. Those little bastards are even smaller and harder to treat. But mites and possible thrips are likely the most common pest we deal with. Mites reproduce so fast that they can mutate around tactical sprays and become immune.

Horrible things. :(
 
So sorry to read about your mite problem. Sucks. Another reason I only grow inside. The outdoor season is well under way so some large clones would give you a head start on catching up. I have lots of access here but not sure of your situation. Best of luck though. I am certain of one thing, a couple or three of those speckles on the bbq would put a big smile on my face.
 
We call those brown trout out here, when we seem 'em. Not very prevalent but I caught lots of them in Alberta as a kid. That and Brook trout which may be same species, different size. NOTHING in the world tastes better than pan-fried brookies over a campfire. Proper traditional Canadian experience that. I love Canada.

So I'm gonna tell an off-topic tale of how that love started from a flame of injustice but was kindled by everyone I came into contact with afterward. I absolutely adore this country, Canada. I love wilderness and have spent more hours of my life in it, than not, impossible though that may seem. When in my teens I fell in love with Kerouac's "On the road", "Dharma Bums", and George Orwell's "Down and out in Paris and London". Orwell was questioning his then-establishment, pro-empire value system so went to Paris without money presenting himself as a street person. I was so inspired by this book that I did the same for 18 months. I wanted to see what people's lives were really like in Canada as I'd been a sheltered middleclass teen, but shaken to my core by the following incident, and my first girlfriend's pregnancy and abortion only 2 weeks previous.

But the real trigger was, my best friend died of a heart malfunction at 16. It was a school night but I had snuck out and was sleeping over at his place. We were sexually yet innocently attracted to each other, and had only been into girls up to that point and frankly, since. But, that terrible morning I woke up early and found him dead beside me in the same bed. Time stopped. My ears rang and clanged. It took 30 minutes before I could move. First I was just going to sneak out the garage so no one would know I'd been there. But I couldn't, it felt like abandonment. I had first tried and I tried my recently learned CPR but it was obvious he'd been gone for hours, the coroner later said sometime before midnight. I went to find his sister, woke her, told her, told her to get her parents and that I had to sneak out and get home. Later the RCMP found out I was there and one Detective threatened to charge me with murder when he illegally cornered me in the street without my parents or legal representation on my way to school. He threatened to "out" me and out my dead friend if I didn't tell him what really happened... how I'd killed him. He wasn't really gay, neither of us were, just young and extremely close. It was a different time and place though and it would have hurt his parents and memory a great deal. but I had nothing to tell and eventually the med report made it all go away but my relationship with authority was now broken. I somehow managed to get through delivering his eulogy, then carry him to his final resting place as a pall bearer, but even the priest couldn't stop crying. Anyway, I mentioned all that because it set me off on my own Orwell-inspired "Down and Out Tour". Almost 2 years I hitchhiked in Canada the equivalent of the circumference of the globe. I hitched to all three oceans and spent many nights in the poor missions and salvation Army missions. It was so awful to see such human potential wasting so, but there were incident after incident that you can only describe as moments of pure grace. I had a very large, very wise Australian Shepard with me the whole time, Monro, who I'd liberated from a Calgary shelter. Almost pure white, with lab//shepard cross looks. a positive-karmic-producing machine, that dog, my beautiful Monro. Kept me safe, made me friends and would chew off your nuts if you touched my packsack he was guarding while I was indoors somewhere shopping or something.

I went all seasons. Sleeping in prairie snowdrifts, wrapped in a tarp with Monro and my sleeping bag in -35 deg, no problem. I was still a teen, but for years afterward received Christmas cards from those whose lives I'd changed on the road, and to those who'd changed my life on the road. I once drove an 18 whl. Peterbuilt from Regina to Saskatoon, in January, the driver just asked me to,and I know that experience would come just once. He slept the whole way. I shared and listened to thousands of hours of Neil Young tapes and CBC radio the whole time, and introduced many to Stan Rogers, a legend I'd met and spent some magical time with as a kid at the Canmore folkfestival months before he died in a plane fire. Once I crossed Canada from the Altlantic to the Pacific in winter, with 3.87 cents, a loaf of pumpernickel, peanut butter and dogfood for Monro just to see if it could be done. I went to Red Cross meetings in Kenora with the family-man who'd picked me up and taken me in overnight. I got stuck for days in Waw-wa, yes the legends are True, and if its still there I wrote my name inside the phone booth beside the giant goose statue that I had to sleep in standing up while blizzards raged outside. In BC I got picked up by a huge black guy who was acting a little confrontational who suddenly in the deepest wilderness drove off the highway into a hidden layby, where, I was certain the fight for my life had arrived. He told me to get out of the car, and as he did he pulled out a 12" stick from behind his seat. He positioned himself directly behind me, his breath on my neck but I decided this was something else because he' was from the US, working here as a teacher and had been asking me about racism in Canada for the last hour and seemed to genuinely think long and hard about my answers. He couldn't understand how there could be so many more blacks in US, so few here, esp then, 1988-9, yet less prejudice here. So I gave my thoughts, and eventually found myself standing with him him behind me, breathing on my next. He was 6.4, and ripped. I mean, real serious body on this guy. My heart POUNDED. But, he suddenly put the stick in my hand, and holding my hands from behind proceeded to give me a 30 min tai chi lesson using a tai chi rule. He was a martial arts master. Multiple black belts and competition wins it turned out. We drove all night together and had religious experience in conversation between two people otherwise unlikely to ever meet. That is why I was doing this. To see the world and people as they are, where they are. He invited me to sleep over in Revelstoke at his home where he taught gradeschool. We smoked some amazing hash he had and then he performed a marshall arts display using swords, spear, and nunchucks that I'll never forget. These experiences were the rule, not the exception.

I think you walk in Grace a great deal, Bill. And the men and women who do that often must undertake trials that challenge this grace to find if we are still capable, still deserving. You are, you can be. You will be. Prob the only thing greater than the human potential to walk in fear and misery is our potential to walk in grace. Persevere here and the world will be your oyster.
 
I ordered an organic miticide/fertilizer from the Philippines about 6-8 weeks ago and forgot all about it until today. Was some new-fangled biotech... well I mean, really just plant-parts ground up, as usual, but the idea is that it's an organic, systemic miticide that has strong fertilization benefit. The mechanism was interesting and I'm trying to find the damn receipt/website.... I'll keep trying.

Heres the organic systemic miticide product I ordered. hasnt arrived yet. look into it, interesting stuff for future.
 
I'm no where near as eloquent as you my friend.
Infact lately due to my traumatic brain injuries I'm having difficulty typing.
But I'd like to say that is the most beautiful and inspiring post I've read.
You my friend are a learned soul.
I'm so happy to have met you and only wish you the best in life.
Your openness and ability to express yourself are such a wonderful example of a how we all should be in life. :green_heart:
I truly believe there are certain people we meet in life for a reason.
They depart their knowledge and karma on us and travel on ther way.:Namaste:
I have seen this many times in my life.
Wild as it was, truly wild but sheltered in comparison.
It took most of my life to realize this, but I'm able to look back and see them so clearly now.
I believe you are one of those people.
Those around you are blessed.
When I run into one of life's little speed bumps I picture others struggles and smoothly travel on.
Leaving my past where it belongs. ;)
We are not our mistakes.
Your ability to describe humanity at its core really brings my life into perspective.
I am so so grateful to be wherever am today.
Both physically and mentally.
Moving forward, not carrying the past but thankful for its lessons.
Thank you so much for that post, and thank you for sharing your amazing life with us.
I hope you continue to let us share the travels and lessons you have learned in your life's journey.
:love: Thank you l

Stay safe :cool:
Bill
 


Extra seeds popping

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Chronic Thunder

Northern Lights

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ZKTLZ

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Northern Lights

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Girl Scout Cookies

Apple Betty

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Reservoir Dog reminded me I bought miteacide 2 years ago.
Never used it, but it survived the fire and move.
Harvest will not be until October so any ill effects will have dissipated from inside the cell walls.
You feed it to the plants, it's basically poison.
Immediately it starts distributing it to every cell in the plant.
Mites take a bite and die instantly.
Since the plants are small it won't take long.
If they live?
The other option was boiling them.

I had a fantastic day yesterday, was truly amazing.
Ended with fish and chips and my wonderful wife Stacey.
I hope you all have a Peaceful Day.


Stay Safe :cool:
 Bill
 
Ooh, Chronic Thunder. I was looking at that one recently.
 



10 x 20 greenhouse
After spray bomb I cut a 6 foot vent
In the back
I can seal everything back up if I need



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Screed door on the front
6 x 3


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6 x 3 vent on the back

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Howie is happy its finished.
He wants to see it full.


Stay safe :cool:
Bill
 


10 x 20 greenhouse
After spray bomb I cut a 6 foot vent
In the back
I can seal everything back up if I need

20220614_154442.jpg



Screed door on the front
6 x 3


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6 x 3 vent on the back

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Howie is happ its finished.
He wants to see it full.


Stay safe :cool:
Bill
Looks great Bill, and we're all ready to see that greenhouse full!
 
Looks great Bill, and we're all ready to see that greenhouse full!
Thank you Sir
Who ever lives gets an air pot tomorrow maybe.
The seeds might just get some coco ,WooFreeken Hoo.:woohoo:
Thanks for dropping in my friend. :ciao:

Stay safe :cool:
Bill
 
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