krustytheclown
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My first grows in the 80s and 90s were not mine, but my mom's. I got the pleasure of helping her in her garden, which was commercial. She used old halides, and floros out the wazoo. She grew in a soil mix that she said took her 14 years to perfect, kept it in an old binder and she oft referred to failed or off mixes to see what she could learn herself. Always trying to grow better herb. Her soil and nutrient mixtures though were always homeade because of her research.
Seeds she had, though not sure where she got the ones to start, probably from friends, but she had a binder full of older beans, all labeled, many of them her own crosses and a few back bred into her own strains. So regardless of where she got them to start at the end she was producing her own.
When I was 16 I stole the aforementioned binder of knowledge and seeds from her closet like a dumbass, took her seeds out of vac seal like a dumbass, tried to grow them using her knowledge and failing like a dumbass, and got caught by her like a dumbass.....sad part is the moment she found out she was mad, but then she told me had I asked she would have helped since the old binder was collecting dust in her old "hippie days" box. Sometime after getting caught, the binder; having never been returned to its proper box; got lost. In the end twas I who cost my mother that knowledge, the rest of the box...she still has, but not her binder.
How I wish I had those beans. My mom was once a Sativa goddess of Mountain California, her and her friends had some amazing skunk crosses that I have yet to see a match for. And I ruined all those old genetics by being a teenager.
Now though it is me who helps her, she has lost the magic touch simply by losing touch to the modern world. The internet is not something she is fond of and checking her email is about all she does. So now it is me who helps her with nutrient schedules, links and excerpts from my own digging, information on new equipment or new techniques.
Tables turn as time passes and eventually the torch is passed; but looking back I must say it was amazing what my mom was producing in quantity with nothing but homeade soil mixes and homeade nutes using lights we would consider weak or non ideal....
Sorry for the ramble just got to reminiscing.
Alexis
*smiles*
GOOD STORY!
Thanks for sharing.
Good lesson in general: If you ask for help, you will be surprised by the generosity of others.
It also reminds me a bit of the Mickey Mouse cartoon, "The Sorcerer's Apprentice"
Again, that is a great sotry about human nature in general. Aesop would be proud.