Back in October, I visited a ganja farm in Northern California. That was my first time even seeing the actual plant. Connecting with the plant, the growers, and being in the mountains away from the city just changed my whole view towards it all.
It’s one thing to buy it from your local dealer (who didn’t grow it and just wants your money) and smoke with some knuckleheads who do it just for the fuck of it. And another to be surrounded by nature, be amongst some really dope people, and have deep conversations.
I’m no advocate, or a promoter, or anything like that, that’s just how I view things. And I thank Moms, Mother Earth, and Mary Jane for that.