End of an era. Korin was my first rock star plant. Don’t think the Mama will pull through.
The pile is bigger than any I had prior to my 50s but it tastes like my youth, green full of leaves and seed husks.
Gets me high though. When I was 15 that meant I hadn’t been ripped off. I was never cool enough to talk back to a dealer. They could shut off my weed supply.
The act of tearing it up and pulling out seeds is also familiar.
1/200 - a new hope.
