ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
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Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Blue Dragon seeds. Damn. Where do I even start?
They’re not your average backyard stash, that’s for sure. These little bastards pack a punch — a weird, electric hybrid of Blueberry and Sour Diesel. You can smell it before you even crack the jar. Sweet, like overripe fruit left in the sun too long, but with this sharp, chemical tang that hits the back of your throat just thinking about it. It’s not subtle. Nothing about Blue Dragon is subtle.
I remember the first time I grew it — or tried to. Thought I knew what I was doing. Spoiler: I didn’t. The plants got tall, lanky, like they were reaching for something they’d never touch. The leaves curled in weird ways. I panicked. Overwatered. Then underwatered. Typical rookie spiral. But even then, even with all my screw-ups, the buds came out sticky and loud. Like they had something to prove.
And the high? Jesus. It’s not gentle. It doesn’t sneak up on you with a whisper and a wink. It kicks the door in, boots on, yelling. Head rush first — that Sour Diesel diesel — then this slow, syrupy body melt that feels like gravity’s got its hands on your shoulders. You’re not going anywhere for a while. And you won’t want to.
People say it’s balanced. I don’t know. I think it’s chaotic. Like, it wants to be two things at once and refuses to choose. You’re giggling and paranoid. Hungry and nauseous. Inspired and too lazy to move. It’s a mess. A beautiful, ridiculous mess.
Growing it now — after a few more seasons under my belt — I’ve got a rhythm. It likes warmth. Not too wet. Give it space to stretch or it’ll crowd itself out. The buds are dense, sticky like tree sap, and they reek. Not in a bad way. Just… loud. You’ll need a carbon filter unless you want your neighbors asking questions.
Is it for beginners? Eh. Maybe. If you’re stubborn. If you like learning the hard way. If you don’t mind a few failures before you get it right. But when you do — when you finally dial it in — it’s magic. Like, actual magic. Smoke it under the stars and tell me I’m wrong.
Blue Dragon isn’t for everyone. That’s fine. Let the cookie-cutter crowd chase their Girl Scout hybrids and their mellow little indicas. This one’s for the weirdos. The dreamers. The ones who want their weed to bite back a little.
And yeah, I’ll keep a jar around. Always. Just in case the night calls for something wild.