You will be taken aback by the layers of funk that overtake everything in the near vicinity. At first whiff there is a heavy scent of diesel fuel that somehow shapeshifts into a salivating fruity and berry creamsicle. The technicolor rock hard buds shimmer and shine from being covered with trichomes.

Hand-grown, expertly cared for, and lovingly trimmed by hand, we offer flower exactly as Mother Nature intended. You can always expect beautifully manicured bud harvested right off the vine. ​ A stupendously loud slam dunk from the free throw line.