Southern Outdoor 2009/2010

You assumed right Smot, it is a soil temp thing, or it was (don't use much soil now) and the black milk bottles are water filled to hold as much heat as possible. In winter here the soil temp drops to around 7-8C, with the water bottles and raising the pots up off the ground, container soils maintained a surviable 13-15C. whereas painting a black pot white dramatically reduces the substrate temperature if the pot is exposed to the sun. The difference isn't as dramatic if the pot sits in the shade.

Too hot this evening to pot up plants, things should cool off a bit by Tuesday. So I'll leave it until then or maybe not, I might get up early one morning and then again, I might not.

ambivalently yours,

 sara

Thanks Bartman, yeah there were a few over the same weekend. I can't quarentee that it wasn't the ganj they were after, but with the stuff missing from the house, I think the plants and light were found on the day.

If I get knocked off again come autumn, then yeah it's the plants and growing at home is finished. Until then, there are no more outings for the dogs. The barkers will be in the backyard until winter comes around I'm seriously considering setting up a tent by the lemon tree and sleeping out myself.

It's bloody hot already and it's really pissing me off. <<< I expect that's nicotine withdrawal (34 days), it's only 33C... hot the first time it hits in the season, but hardly "bloody hot" by any means.

sara

Wow, congratulations, Sarah! Keep it up, and much power to you.

I find the brown weed the hardest thing to give up, no contest. I can even take a break from my beloved cannabis for a week or a month if circumstances dictate. But the thought of shuffling into work on a morning like this (pissing down, grey as a gravestone) without a coffin nail to go with my coffee... difficult. And I don't even like the bastards that much...


Damn, I just went back and read the previous page. I missed your robbery report, Sarah. Really sorry to hear. Damn scumbags. The only thing worse than coming home to a robbed house is doing the same thing when you're a cannabis aficionado/grower. Even if the bastards don't rip you off, it's tough to decide whether to continue, or whether to pack everything up just to be on the safe side. Hard to call the cops too.

I hope you can get everything back on an even keel, with minimal disruption.

Theft is particularly big in Dam, but one thing that seem to be very rare in the centre is burglary. It's because the place is so overcrowded and everyone lives, quite literally, on top of each other. Most apartments have a street door, used by 2-3 apartments, then their own door. A burgular would have to break in the street entrance while not being spotted by any of the neighbours the row of 3-storey apartments on the opposite side of the street, then break the inner door, hoping that no-one was home in the apartments above and below. Then they'd have to go back out the front door with the stuff they'd stolen, back into the narrow streets with hundreds of windows facing them.

Also, I guess the Dam junkies have a regular supply of fresh-faced tourists to sponge off/rip off, so their subsistence resources are comparatively high.

just a few pics of what's left of the gang...

skunk#1



PPP



the sativa seedlings



A couple of Sensi skunk stumps, still waiting on signs of revegging. Should be soon, today has us at 14hrs and 42 min... only 3 mins shorter than the light cycle i had them on before they came out to the greenhouse.



Strawberries seem to be kicking on at least...



And finally, something for Ganja to help warm those dreary grey days in Amsterdam... this is where the sativas will go if they ever get big enough.



that's all folks,

sara

Hi BG, nice to see you about. Sadly I didn't get anything out of the pack SP you might of missed that, but I did mention it in the first post of this thread.

I hope the season goes better than it started as it hasn't started out very well.

The bloody chickens escaped today and dug up the small clones I had planted in the garden. Two of the affies were not completely dried out so I replanted them into small pots of coco, treated them with seaweed and vitamin b, and stuck them in a propagating box under flouros.

They have perked up a bit, so maybe they wont die on me. It would be sad to last the clones from Eloise the Affie through chicken attack.

Hope you and your family are well,

sara