Evelon
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Hey all. I'm pretty new here, being a silent reader/watcher and all. During this time I've been setting up my growroom. So, now time to get seeds. What happened the other day is perfect timing.
Ok, I know my 75 year old neighbour is a cool dude from having talked to him a few times, but I didn't know he had green fingers. We met in the stairway up to our apartments (door to door) and we started talking about pot. He said "Later I will go to my house on the countryside and plant some Panama Red that are about 2 months old. It's the best smoke.". This 75 year old man (looks 55) invited me into his apartment and told me tons of stories with the subject of marijuana. It started in the 1960s when he gave up alcohol and got in contact with pot. I was blown away, and laughing so hard from the stories..and the irony of it all. We shared a joint of suposedly Panama Red (his crop from last year) and how nice it was.
Anyways, to make a longer story shorter; when I stepped out of his door and went into my apartment he had given me a plant in a pot (2 1/2 inch high) and seeds of panama red and some seeds that he said was called "super super" or just "super" (?). He has become my coolest neighbour ever. Great, great guy.
But, I wonder if he's pulling my finger or is he for real. I actually believe him...but who knows. Here's a picture of it (it's birch pollen on the leaves, from being on his balcony) He has put 5 of these already in the woods behind his countryhouse.:
I live in Sweden btw.
Ok, I know my 75 year old neighbour is a cool dude from having talked to him a few times, but I didn't know he had green fingers. We met in the stairway up to our apartments (door to door) and we started talking about pot. He said "Later I will go to my house on the countryside and plant some Panama Red that are about 2 months old. It's the best smoke.". This 75 year old man (looks 55) invited me into his apartment and told me tons of stories with the subject of marijuana. It started in the 1960s when he gave up alcohol and got in contact with pot. I was blown away, and laughing so hard from the stories..and the irony of it all. We shared a joint of suposedly Panama Red (his crop from last year) and how nice it was.
Anyways, to make a longer story shorter; when I stepped out of his door and went into my apartment he had given me a plant in a pot (2 1/2 inch high) and seeds of panama red and some seeds that he said was called "super super" or just "super" (?). He has become my coolest neighbour ever. Great, great guy.
But, I wonder if he's pulling my finger or is he for real. I actually believe him...but who knows. Here's a picture of it (it's birch pollen on the leaves, from being on his balcony) He has put 5 of these already in the woods behind his countryhouse.:
I live in Sweden btw.