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I would like to dabble in the growth of some poppy and some kratom.
Obviously im not talking about massive amounts, but i do think it would be fun to watch a few grow.
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I tried growing poppy's once. They didn't do well in the hot so cal weather. I remember reading they thrive in cool conditions. Properly why they grow in the mountains of Afghanistan/Pakistan.
If you could get that kratom tree to root deep enough it might would live thru the South Texas winter. Poppies are fairly easy to grow, I think I still have some seeds laying around.
Quote: Deadkndys420 said: I tried growing poppy's once. They didn't do well in the hot so cal weather. I remember reading they thrive in cool conditions. Properly why they grow in the mountains of Afghanistan/Pakistan.
Shit, its only 10am and its already 91 degrees...
Quote: Stoneth said: If you could get that kratom tree to root deep enough it might would live thru the South Texas winter.
Bro, i have a 60g pot that is 2 feet deep.
Thanks for all the knowledge, but it looks like ill have to stick to growing cocaine and mini weeny trees.
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Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes Lessons learned then gradually surfacing, Letting go, stripping naked to scream I am not perfect nor do I strive to be, I am alive in this world of face first falls and public breakdowns I'm a retarded, disfigured clown Dying to be heard through the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall I'm an equal being of no race, or color, a hallucination if you will Sneaking into the lives of strangers, and letting them fall apart to a new rhythm just to feel better