So I moved into my new place last November. Next door neighbor is a good guy. Hippy in his mid sixty's n' shit. So we hang out on his deck, drink beer, and wish we knew where to score some smoke.
I say I'm gonna go talk to a pal of mine. Instead I come back over to my house, grab some weed n' head to the store to get smokes.
Show back up with some smoke from my 'friend' and we fuckin' blaze.
So I get a call from a life long friend of mine, apartment building caught on fire, needs a place for him, his wife, n' three kids. I offer my place.
They left this morning.
In the meantime I needed a place to keep some plants. Hippy guy tells me he'd be glad to help out baby sitting. (rule number one is now officially broken)
I gave him some 4ft. floro tubes, and instructions to keep everything under 24hr light. So you can imagine how stoked I felt this morning walking over to find white roots pouring out from the peatpucks...
Was not the fuckin' case my friends.
I asked why the lights were off.
He explained that keeping them on a 12/12 lighting schedule promoted faster, healthier growth.
'I didn't know that' was all I could reply.
Luckily some of the clones managed to survive....and instead of letting them air prune like I explained to him...he decided to 'share' the soil by digging dirt outta the large pots and filling small peat/coco pots with it.
Luckily he didn't mark the Strawberry Blue from the #8's...so I have a nice hodgepodge going on....
I should have just killed everything in retrospect.
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...there is a silver lining however.... he offered me some reading material...
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I gotta get to work....but when I return in a few hours...I should have a new plan devised...
I can't yield for shit...
-vertical or horizontal.
You have a month to get that room set up, don't procrastinate!