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
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
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 OG seeds. Man, where do you even start with these little gems? It’s like someone took a blueberry bush, dunked it in diesel, and whispered sweet nothings from the Kush family tree into its ear. You crack open a jar of the finished flower and—bam—your nose gets hit with this weirdly nostalgic, berry-meets-earth funk. Not sweet like candy. More like… forest floor after rain, but with a fruit stand nearby. If that makes sense.
Growing them? Not rocket science, but not idiot-proof either. They’re finicky in the early stages—like, they’ll sulk if the humidity’s off by a few points. But once they get going? Oh, they go. Short, bushy plants with dense, sticky buds that look like they’ve been rolled in powdered sugar. Trichomes for days. You’ll need scissors and patience come harvest time, trust me.
Indica-dominant, obviously. You feel it in the knees first. That slow, syrupy melt that creeps up your spine and settles behind your eyes like a warm towel. Good for sleep. Or zoning out to old cartoons. Or just laying there, thinking about your 7th grade math teacher and wondering if she was okay. It’s that kind of high—reflective, but not too deep. You won’t solve any existential crises, but you might remember where you left your keys.
Smell-wise? Blueberry, sure, but also this weird diesel-tinted musk that’s hard to pin down. Some people say pine. Others say lemon peel. I say it smells like a gas station in the middle of a blueberry patch. Which sounds gross, but it’s not. It’s weirdly comforting. Like your uncle’s cologne mixed with fresh muffins.
Yields? Decent. Not massive, but respectable. You won’t be filling duffel bags unless you’re running a full setup, but a few plants in a tent will keep your stash jar fat for a while. Especially if you cure it right. Don’t rush that part. Blue OG gets better with age—like cheese or trauma.
Would I grow it again? Yeah. Probably. It’s not the flashiest strain, and it won’t win any Instagram beauty contests, but it’s solid. Reliable. Like a beat-up old truck that still starts every morning. And sometimes, that’s exactly what you need.
Anyway. If you’re into that mellow, body-heavy, slightly-psychedelic kind of buzz—and you’ve got the patience to deal with a plant that acts like a moody teenager for the first few weeks—Blue OG might be your jam. Or your jam’s weird cousin. Either way, it slaps.