Sometime in the ‘90s, my father, who has always enjoyed his time in the garden, was gifted a book on growing sensimilla. So, he did. On the deck of our suburban, New York townhouse in full view of the neighbors.
This isn’t as much an outing as it is to point out that my visit to Kush Gardens, a quaint, little dispensary off I-70 in De Beque, Colo., was not my first visit to the reefer madness rodeo. So I didn’t expect to be quite so bedazzled.
Oh, but I was.“This is the Chemmy Jones,” the budtender said, hoisting a staggeringly large container – the sort my friend’s mom used to store entire boxes of Cheerios in the pantry – up to the countertop. “It’s a sativa-dominant strain,” he added, opening the lid.
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