9.9.25, 17:49. Time to smoke some home-made Straw Candy.
17:57. Pleasant smoke. The flavor is there. .38 gram roll. Burned well. Candy, or strawberry, some fruitiness or sweetness. Not chemmy or exhausty; not a burned flavor like how a lot of flower tastes.
Effects seem to be coming on. Behind the eyes. Headband effect. These nugs could have been in a jar from a dispensary, and as long as an eighth weighed to an eighth I would’ve been happy.
While I was smoking I watched a wasp drag a spider along the ground. The spider was dead or paralyzed. The wasp must’ve been outweighed 2-1. The wasp was dragging the spider backward like I saw a wasp drag a zombified black widow once in the campo outside Tijuana. What had been the biggest widow I’d ever seen.
I’d say this was a wolf spider that had been captured. Maybe a large grass spider. What kind of wasp? I know my wasps. Thought I did. I was getting closer to the wasp as it drug the drugged spider. The wasp would disengage, flit away, return, start the dragging again. It looked like a cross between a blue mud dauber and a red paper wasp. Flitting its wings when I bothered it.
Rolling Notes & Lineage & Backstory
The Strawberry Candy aka Straw Candy was grown by a friend of mine. I asked him recently if he ever smoked any of his own product and he said, Yes, he smoked some, but not much.
It’s been years since I tried to grow but having experienced the thrill of planting seeds, getting them to grow, sexing sprouted plants, and trying to get something useful out of that seed, I understand what my friend was saying when he said it wasn’t about smoking what he grew. It was about being able to do it, from seed to bag.
We were out at a conservation area in Missouri, foraging for paw paws. He brought a telescoping handle with a roller brush attachment on the top. That’s what we used to knock down the paw paw. We harvested a bundle.
Back at his car he opened his trunk and I caught a whiff of something familiar and pleasant. But I didn’t know him well, still don’t. He handed me a grocery bag and said, “Take that.” Which I did. Until I got home I wasn’t sure exactly what was in it. The Straw Candy alone weighted out to 7.7 grams. Whoa! Thank you so much. There were also two eighths of Shiskaberry, numbers 1 and 2. Number 1 was better than 2, but the Straw Candy was the best of the three.
The buds were sticky. They were the real deal. Trimmed and chiseled. As nice as anything you will get over the counter.
The Straw Candy lineage is rich. The seeds were from Bloom Seed Co. Link to the lineage chart here.
It’s Orange Zkittlez x Strawberry Guava.
The Orange Zkittlez side of the tree alone is a trip. Original Z and Agent Orange on one side, then Jack the Ripper on the other side which brings in Jack Herer, C-99, Romulan, Purple Haze, and Lambsbread among others.
The Strawberry Guava brings in Ghost OG, Bubblegum, KC 33, and Afghani.
There was a strong flavor of lemon on the Straw Candy. Some menthol, berry, a lemon polish finish. It was unusually flavorful bud. Potent. I started to call it “Strong Candy.” It did give me the munchies so mind it late at night if you do not want to get into chips bags and ice cream, should you be lucky enough to have them on hand.
Weeds of Grass 