And another weekend comes to an end.
The upcoming week starts right off with 2 doctorâs appointments. First to the primary doctor for new meds and then back to the dentist.
Iâm not happy at all with the upper set of teeth. Too far out in the front, and on the inside palate thereâs just pressure, so after a while it starts throbbing and pulsing.
Because it doesnât fit at all. God knows why they took 2 impressions.
And on the bottom right I canât chew because the one filed-down tooth, crowned as an anchor, is suddenly sensitive to cold and heat, and on top of that it hurts from pressure when chewing. After three weeks. Awesome stuff.
And then something like that costs a few thousand euros. Tsk tsk tsk!
When smoking, it pulls on my upper lip because, as I said, the upper part is way too big.
What I find even worse is that because it sticks out too far at the front, food gunk is constantly stuck up there and I canât sweep it away with my tongue anymore, because my tongue canât reach all the way up there with a pile of plastic and tooth in the way. Mmmh - all of that worked fine before.
Theyâre redoing this - definitely, Iâm not a horse 
So tomorrow Iâll gallop over there and whinny around a bit. 
Meanwhile, at the end of the thing, my palate is sore because itâs pressing in too deep, and it basically needs to be ground down to 0 so it stops pressing there.
Iâm really curious to see how this goes from here.
Satisfied is something else!
And so the drama continues instead of finding peace.
But everything else has to go on, and part 1 for today is done.
Today I gave the Wedding Cake Auto - hopefully - a gentle end.
The light didnât even turn on today.
Earlier, I cut out branch by branch, defoliated, and trimmed the sugar leaves a bit. Then I swished the buds in a baking soda and lemon wash for 30 seconds, gently shook off the water, and repeated the process twice more in clear water.
Now sheâs hanging upside down on the gallows rack, dark in the tent at 50 - 55% RH for the remaining water to drip off at 22 degrees, and later in the evening sheâll go into the drying cabinet at 19.9 degrees and an initial RH of 64 - 65%, which will quickly drop down to 62 - 63%.
So I used the dark background in the tent to take the last few pictures with flash again, and I feel thatâs when the colors of the buds really come out.
And I noticed she was done when removing her leaves. Most of it came off without scissors, they were hanging so limply from the branch. But she also turned out really nicely frosty, and once again - this time it was cheap potting soil. None of that extra expensive cannabis soil.
And yet she delivered perfectly. Sticky, to the point where the tacky fingers were almost annoying, surrounded by a pleasant scent.
Iâm already excited for the first smoke.
This was during bud washing, and here Iâm at 20 degrees water temperature.
Not too cold so trichomes break, and not too warm so they melt away on me.
Starting from the bottom, the first part was hanging.
And so a remainder of this splendour stood alone in the tent.
And as I kept working my way up, it kept getting more intense.
Because having a part of me in the background, with this sea of blooms in front of me, makes it a bit clearer.
The beast wasnât that small after all. The last 2 flower heads were almost as long as my arm.
Iâm curious to see what the whole thing weighs on the scale once dried.
Itâs not a record yield, but still very satisfying.
Now, because it was washed, everything is still hanging in the tent, dark, with a light breeze blowing over it and mild exhaust at around 55% RH for pre-drying so the last excess water can drip off; later, when the Amnesia Skittlez leaves the Cannatrol packed in Grove Bags, she will move in there to be dried very gently at stable values.
I ended up cutting the giant pieces down a bit smaller because itâs safer during drying. Wouldnât want it to rot so close to the finish line.
Thatâs the pitiful remainder of her existence, and what ends up in the bag later will surely bring some joyous hours.
So both tents are empty for now. Pretty much!
Tomorrow the deep cleaning and disinfection starts in the big one.
Only in the propagator are the next 3 seedlings already standing, and actually I didnât need to adjust the pH anymore. It did drift upward, but so slowly that itâs fine doing nothing until tomorrow.
The only thing is putting a frozen 250 ml bottle into the basin 2 times a day to keep the water temperature at 20 - 23.5 degrees.
Itâs just that the little ones are gradually getting so tall that I already had to shim the LED strips to raise them a bit for the light distance.
Iâll probably put them into soil tomorrow and right a bit deeper so they get good support and can root even more.
Now the drying and curing in the cabinet is finished and itâs running in hold mode. Time to pack the A. Skittlez into bags.
Still have some stuff to do today. Wishing you a good start to the week.
Greetings from Paule
on pH and co!
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cool, did he tattoo himself on his torso, Paule on the drum with the P on his cap? Or something like that.
Glitter 
to see how you treat these beautiful plants. Especially the âwashingâ of the buds, Iâve never seen that before.
and the Field of Green look 
I hate summer, even so they handle it as best they can, but they handle it xD
brutally well observed, everything.
active : 4ml/l
