Well here is some Holy Smoke. Shanti was all out of the grail. The hilarity of this grow always brings a smile to my face. Thank you shanti and sara, im sure you knew my true heart! If you want to see badass budding perfection look no further- no really- you wont see it here. But if you want to see one man struggle in his third grow and try his best and laugh about it then you may like this. This cant be a serious grow journal, although some people may find it so, i am here to laugh and have fun i always try my best. Someone out there must have known i was looking to get all messed up and to spread some love. So i promised to show the goods. If i told you i gave the seeds water and a smidgen of dirt and compost to soak them in for their first feeding i would say it is like giving a calf its first colostrum feeding. But since the seeds were Holy Smoke i thought i should make a sacrifice, so i sweated and cried a little and then i thought, since their last moment shall be spent being consumed within myself i shall give them a bit of myself as their first meal. So a little oxygen nitrogen iron rich blood of my own went in as the sacrificial lamb with the dirt. Not exactly blood of Christ. So i thought musashi added something to kill off pathogens, just thinking of my blood… and so i said blood of christ- wine has alchohol- and i added that. And they cant be all alone so i threw down some other weird stuff to go along with the Smoke. Mainly some Ghans and Gums. So - 24hr tap water, dirt n compost of native soil, blood sweat tears, wine. Check.