
Growing marijuana as a hobby can be very demanding—on time, money, patience, and sweat. But, of course, the rewards far outweigh the effort. The lingering scent of Kush, Diesel, or Skunk remind me not to bitch about the work it takes to yield the finest icky sticky, but rather love the process.
Gardening keeps me busy. I don’t have a very large garden—it contains less than 25 plants at any given time. (I keep the numbers unimpressive should I end up in court some day.) The number of plants is low but each one yields well. Fewer plants also mean fewer opportunities for insect pests to invade and ruin your crop.
Perpetual gardens are just that—perpetual. The work is never done. If you look forward to the day when the work is done, then stop. Stop thinking that way. You are a farmer, in other words, you’re enslaved to the schedules of the creatures in your care. If you want a perpetual garden, you can’t allow yourself to want for a time when the work is over. If you do it right, it’s never over.
Getting it right means cutting pests off at the pass whenever possible. As soon as a problem is detected, the perpetual gardener must act. If you allow too much time to pass, the trouble can—and most often does—multiply. And we could do without additional worries, right?