They call it the Harvest Day—the end of a great cycle. Automatic strains yield their fruit at the precise moment, with no waste, no delay. Time is no accident but an exact calculation between beginning and end. No season is interrupted, no fruit ripens before its time; everything unfolds in perfect measure. The start is not a blind impulse, and the end leaves no excess or residue—it is merely transition. What emerges and what fades belong to the same flow—no gaps, no excesses, no need for return.
The heat won’t help with dehydration. This process will move too quickly. After that, it will go into grove bags for final curing.
So far, a 7 out of 10. I didn’t like this strain’s demands. Let’s see how the report turns out.
Peace!
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