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It shall have been Jan. ’97 or ’96 since the first coke was an outdoor planted in April she grew fermly, fresh, green, spring was fantastic for being a plant. Sometimes the water that comes down can be a little much so she was planted with this in mind, on a small hill. When summer came she was ready for it. A meter tall. A meter wide.
Yeah, she’d done good. (They all did that year, by the way.)
A Dutch summer can be allright with very nice temperatures in the day, not too cold at allin the night. Until the end of September the whole process goes more or less automaticly. When watered enough, (with a little nutrient ofcause;-) and an eye is kept for bugs, it’s a pretty safe ride.
From starting Oktober on you need a bit of luck with the weather, rain and wind can really put a lot of pressure in fall.
November is late for a Dutch outdoor…
Indoor wasn’t considered an option very long, to complicated to perform such a test, in such size and variety, nope, we’re going out.
I knew the risk and decided to take it.
Some of her sisters are still going wow, its late November. Her stam is green/yellow, Woody, and the leaves lost freshness.
She wants a manicure, the remarkable absence of leaves on the buds make this another pleasant event
We’re 4 wks before testing. Yihah.
Several variaty’s are smoked since the last week and there was quitte some excitement over weight, looks ‘n taste and yes, this cross has potential. I honestly do not know why, but ever since I saw her grow she had my attention and it was like she wanted to be smoked at that particular evening. The buds cannot be crumbelt which increases the excitement. The resin left on the fingers could easily fill another joint and must wash my hands before I can roll the paper…. Whats this?
Lean back, light it until the top of the joint is a nice equal glowing ball. Take a good toke and concentrate on what happens.
The taste is fantastic and goes through the troath almost as drinking. There is the pleasant tickling in the nose. Doesn’t bather the lungs at all, feels a bit “heavy” maybe. When blown out, the nose catches a great musky taste. 3 seconds have past when whhooaa. A rollercoaster-like excitement overcome’s me in the mind, but clearly. All my surroundings stay the same , but are interpreted all different.
The high is different in everything I know in a very, very humerous way, ‘cause: In a flash I saw the summerproces until this high, and in this flash I realised the potential she had.
Yes, she likes to grow. Yes, she’s strong and will reward you plenty when nursed to need. Yes, this was a thankfull job. But this high I’m having keeps on going. I laught out loud and had tears in my eyes to be honest. I knew it. There’s a new kid in Town. She will conquer the world. For me was the honor to help her a little, by multiplying her a little and put her in the right place’s for the right people to enjoy. Then from a certain point her reputation will be known, which will atrackt people with other ambitions and she will be a saga, a myth.
Her true back ground will be claimed, discussed… lost.
Bud first I had to name her, So I did AMNESIA. It has been a long way from being able to breed, to being able to share her sisters with everybody who does not care much for saga’s and myth’s the time has come. As said she has sisters, many. Try us and find out why myths are born.

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