Monday 10/7 1 am Orion was 2nd to sprout.
10/8 Orion sprouted, garlic was planted too shallow, I think I fixed it but started a new seed just in case. All are looking good so far.
10/9 sprouts are dying. maybe I accidentally got nutrient water mixed with plain water... Garlic sprouted then died I didn’t plant it rand only Cosmos CBD sprouted but looks horrible. Orion sprouted then the seedling didn't develop just a tap root and weak looking plant. Planting a NEW Orion seed at 2 am. Cosmos looks ok. I planted Garlic Muffin so shallow and spilled water so she rose up even higher...but the others I dont know why. Put a new Galic Muffin in a rock wool cube for germination. Orion will go right in the dirt. If I dont see activity from the others I will dig them up and start over. I HATE germination, absolutely hate it.
10/9 5 am Pulled out Orion planted a new seed from. a new package, starting again. She looked too stunted not taking another 2 week risk to find out. I clearly did not plant them deep enough
But not good so far. Cosmos looks like a fail as well. Too weak. I must have used a cup that had some nutrient in the bottom of it. That’s the only thing I can figure out that I could’ve done.
10/9 10:30pm NONE are working. So why bother with F1's? Cosmos looks like a junker as well. Since not a single one of these is woking Im making them all as 0 and starting over 😡
10/10 planting Cosmos again last one..... Throwing away the rest of the F1's today. All seeds from an order I got were junk. Apollo was my favorite but wont germinate now, Can't figure out why.
Replaced all 6 seeds. The dirt was compacted from careless watering, Dirt was packed too tight. Ariated the soil, mixed it up with paper clip and now will wait 3 days.
Let me tell you the secret to killing all your seeds. 1. Over pack your pots with dirt, very important! 2 Plant too shallow in the over packed dirt. 3. Over water and pour it in large amounts directly over the seed. THATS IT. Just wait for the dirt to compact on top of the seed and drown it!!!!! The more you know!!!
10/11 4 am... I am so pissed its my fault the seeds didn't work...I wanted to blame the seed company, or the water or maybe immigants but damnit I just did it wrong.
930am Garlic Muffin sprouted👍👍 all the problems I’ve had with my grow. Is someone else’s fault,….
10/12 4am Galic îs looking great, it is easier to start in rock wool. I might to that from now on I soaked it in hydrogen peroxide first
10/13 1am. Only Garlic worked, the other 5 are dead still. So All the RQS seeds were bad. Seedsman Garlic is the only one....About 10 bad seeds from rqs and thats about it.
2 out of 12. These are not going to pop either. All the last orders from RQS got about 80 failure rate. Im going to start FastBuds this time. I will try to germinate them in rock wool but this is just garbage.
Maybe temper tantrum too soon. Cookie Apple is sprouting, Seedsman seeds are usually very strong. I have lots of Critical Kush to grow too. Cosmos sprouted...but in a completely different place dont know how I can be so filling bad at this.
10/14 11pm Apollo looked like it partially germinated then died, no movement since yesterday, thats 100% fail rate on F1 again. Planting another today.
Harsh. I've had a number of bad starts, too, recently. Keep your chin up, and here's a short story to brighten your day:
Hedge's Quantum Podge
In the emerald labyrinth of Granny Willow's garden, bathed in the pearlescent glow of dusk, a tiny heart thumped a frantic rhythm. Pip, a mouse with whiskers as fine as moonbeams, scampered through the dew-kissed undergrowth, his nose twitching with a scent of bitter disappointment. The plump scarlet jewel he’d dreamt of all week, the king of the strawberry patch, lay shriveled and gray, a victim of some unseen blight.
A mournful trill pierced the still air. Cricket, his emerald wings drooping like wilted ferns, perched on a ladybug-dotted clover. "The moonbeam bridge," he chirped, his voice laced with despair, "gone, vanished like dandelion fluff in a rogue breeze."
The moonbeam bridge, a shimmering ribbon woven from moonlight, was more than just a walkway across the babbling brook. It was a symbol of their sanctuary, a testament to the harmony that pulsed through the garden. Its absence was a chilling omen, a whisper of shadows spreading through their haven.
Suddenly, a booming croak shattered the gloom. Ferdinand, a portly frog with moss-green skin and a twinkle in his bulbous eyes, plopped onto a lily pad. "The Quantum Hodgepodge!" he croaked, his voice thick with worry. "Hedge the Hedgehog, that prickly pilferer, has snatched it!"
The Quantum Hodgepodge, a tangible luminous crystal nestled in the heart of the garden, hummed with the lifeblood of their world. It regulated the moonbeams, sprouted the flowers, and whispered secrets to the wind. In Hedge's grasp, it could spell disaster – sunflowers twisting into thorny nightmares, fireflies flickering with an eerie green, the very essence of the garden corrupted.
With a determination that belied his diminutive size, Pip puffed out his chest. "We have to get it back," he squeaked, his voice trembling with a courage he barely recognized.
Cricket's antennae perked up, the melody of hope returning to his chirp. "Together," he trilled, a chorus of defiance echoing through the leaves.
Ferdinand’s booming laugh filled the air, dispelling the lingering shadows. "Then let's give that prickly pest a taste of our garden justice!"
Their plan, hatched under the watchful gaze of the moon, was a daring dance of bravery and wit. Pip, agility his shield, would infiltrate Hedge's burrow, a labyrinth of twisted roots and watchful thorns. Cricket, his music the key to the Hodgepodge's magic, would orchestrate a symphony of chaos outside. And Ferdinand, a boulder in disguise, would block the prickly villain's escape.
The moon, veiled in a cloak of clouds, cast only fleeting shadows as Pip squeezed through a hidden crack in the burrow's entrance. Inside, the air prickled with the sharp scent of pine needles and Hedge's muttered curses. The stolen Hodgepodge pulsed with a sickly green glow, distorting the garden's magic. Pumpkins sprouted barbed fangs, sunflowers turned their backs on the sun, and fireflies danced a macabre ballet of emerald light.
Hedge, a ball of spikes and fury, spun around, his beady eyes glinting with malicious glee. A chase ensued, Pip darting through tunnels, Hedge's spines whistling past his fur. Outside, Cricket's chirps rose in a crescendo, each note a wrench in the Hodgepodge's stolen rhythm. Flowers drooped, butterflies faltered, the garden teetering on the brink of chaos.
At the burrow's mouth, Ferdinand, a boulder no more, leaped into action. His booming croak rattled the very roots of the earth, sending Hedge tumbling over his lily pad-shaped trap. With a final leap, Pip snatched the Hodgepodge, flinging it towards Cricket's outstretched antennae.
In a final, harmonious concerto, Cricket channeled the moonbeam's purity, bathing the crystal in its silvery light. The Hodgepodge, recognizing its true master, pulsed with radiant energy, chasing away the encroaching shadows. Flowers unfurled, fireflies returned to their golden glow, and the moonbeam bridge shimmered back into existence, its path woven with a celestial rainbow.
As the garden sighed with relief, Pip, Cricket, and Ferdinand shared a strawberry, its sweetness amplified by the joy of their victory. They had faced their fears, embraced their differences, and proven that even the smallest creatures could wield a magic more potent than any stolen crystal.
Under the radiant gaze of the redeemed Hodgepodge, they knew their bond, forged in the crucible of courage, would forever shimmer, a testament to the boundless resilience of their enchanted garden. And every time a moonbeam danced across the bridge, their laughter would echo in the wind, a reminder that even in the darkest of nights, the light of friendship could vanquish any shadow.
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