Although we had not spoken in some time, Carl and I used to be the best of friends. Both of us were so close that we still appreciated and trusted each other completely, despite the fact it had been 5 years since we had so much as spoken on the iphone, however she had finally been able to get a piece of land in the country, prefer she always dreamed about… Now that she had what she needed for her substantial plan, she was calling me for some help. When we were in college we had substantial dreams of moving out to the country and starting a cannabis farm, but it never happened. Now it could happen, and she wanted me to move out for a few months and get all the cannabis crops up and running. How could I refuse? Her farm was technically a hemp farm, and 90% of the land was devoted to growing hemp, but she also had a very big marijuana field, with a strain she had kept going for years, then each subsequent generation of the cannabis strain was more potent, and a deeper shade of red. At this point the cannabis buds were so ooey-gooey that gloves and face masks needed to be worn at all times! Just rubbing it against your skin could give you such a contact high from the THC pleased that you would be napping within an hour. I followed her protocols, and worked her field of cannabis crops all through the day, and then I would spend most of every night smoking them!