LabiaMinora

@Green_claws, @Fast_Buds The Speed of FastBuds, the Wait for Glory In gardens where the sunlight beams, FastBuds strains fulfill our dreams, With roots that race and leaves that soar, They bloom with vigor, we adore. From seed to harvest in mere days, A whirlwind dance in nature’s ways, Autoflowers quick as lightning flash, Their buds like treasures, a vibrant stash. Yet here we sit, with bated breath, As time drags on—a slow death. For contests held with eager hearts, The winners’ names are slow to start. Oh FastBuds! You grow so fast, Your blooms arrive; they’re unsurpassed. But when it comes to choosing fate, We find ourselves in endless wait. With every entry sent with pride, We hope our name will be the guide. Yet patience wears as seasons change, While winners linger—oh how strange! So let us cheer for growth so swift, For every strain is truly a gift. But as we ponder who will win, We laugh at time—its stubborn spin. In fields of green where dreams take flight, FastBuds shine bright in morning light. Yet still we wait for news to break— A paradox of speed and ache.

@Fast_Buds when will the winners be selected?

@Fast_Buds, Np enjoy Spannabis and wish Sebastian a belated happy birthday.! :birthday::heart_eyes: