Cobnobuler
Well-Known Member
Funny I still burn Nag Champa, its my favorite. I'm 52, still relatively new to growing but have been tokin for some 30+ years now. I remember growing a plant back in the eighties, tending to it, running around with it every time the doorbell rang. It got too tall to easily hide and became a bit of a pain. It tasted terrible too. I dont know why it got these yellow flowers on it at one point. Yeah, it was a male. Course I didnt know that then.Whenever I smell Nag Champa it takes me back to 1969. I wore big bell bottoms, love beads and no shoes. I was 13 and thought I was a hippie. My girlfriends and I use to light incense, candles, and our pitiful homegrown. When I think back to what my "plants" looked like then, I have to laugh. Occasionally I see some on the forum that look like my first plants, and I just have to smile and remember when I grew my first and how proud I was of my pitiful specimen. When we managed to get a joint or two off a plant we thought we were pros! We grew them in the empty lot next to my house. The soil there was lousy and we didn't have any fertilizer except the horse poop from the riding club behind my house, and we didn't realize it had to be composted first. You can imagine what they looked like! All my friends thought I was the best grower in the world and I fancied myself an outlaw.