🌱 FEMINIZED 🌿 INDICA 💧 LOW THC ☀️ OUTDOOR

Extreme OG seeds. Just saying the name feels heavy—like something thick in the air before a thunderstorm. You don’t stumble across these by accident. You seek them out. Or maybe they find you, I don’t know. Either way, they’re not for the faint-hearted or the casual toker who thinks “OG” just means “kinda strong.” Nah. This is the deep end.

Harlequin GDP seeds are a strange little paradox. You’ve got this high-CBD, low-THC classic—Harlequin—smashed together with the heavy, couch-locking, purple-hued Granddaddy Purple. It shouldn’t work. It does. Sometimes. Depends on the grow, the phenotype, the moon phase, who knows. But when it hits right? Damn. It’s like your brain gets a warm bath and your body just... exhales.

AAA OG Seeds. You hear the name and either you know, or you don’t. And if you don’t—well, buckle up. This isn’t your average backyard bud. This is the kind of strain that makes seasoned growers lean in a little closer, like you just whispered a secret worth knowing. AAA OG isn’t just a name slapped on a bag. It’s a badge. A flex. A quiet nod to those who’ve been around the block and still get excited when the lights flip on in the grow room.

Durban Princess seeds. Yeah, they’re something else. You pop one in the dirt, give it a little love, and what comes out? A tall, lanky beast with a nose like a citrus-soaked spice rack. It’s Durban Poison’s wild child—leaner, meaner, and somehow sweeter. But don’t let the name fool you. There’s nothing dainty about her.

Zamaldelica seeds. Man, where do I even start with these freaky little beans? They're not your average backyard stash—this is the kind of strain that makes your brain feel like it's been dunked in neon syrup and launched into orbit. It's a sativa-dominant hybrid, sure, but that doesn't even scratch the surface. This stuff is wild. Like, jungle-witch-in-a-hammock-smoking-incense wild.

‘88 G13 Hashplant seeds. Where do I even start? These aren’t your average backyard beans. They’re old-school, straight-up vintage—like pulling a dusty bottle of bourbon from your granddad’s cellar and realizing it’s smoother than anything you’ve ever tasted. This is the kind of strain that whispers stories through its terpenes. Heavy, earthy, a little spicy, and weirdly nostalgic. Like pine needles on a hot day or the back of a record store in 1994.

High School Sweetheart seeds. Just the name hits different, doesn’t it? Like a mixtape from '03 or that one hoodie you never gave back. There’s something nostalgic baked right in—before you even light up. But don’t let the soft-focus name fool you. This strain? It’s got teeth. And a weirdly romantic kick.

Alice in Wonderland seeds. Just the name alone—like a whisper from some psychedelic rabbit hole you’re not sure you want to fall into, but damn if you’re not already leaning over the edge. These aren’t your average backyard beans. No, these little suckers are laced with mischief. Sativa-dominant, sure, but that doesn’t even begin to explain the ride.

Lemon Sativa seeds—man, where do I even start? These little bastards are like bottled sunshine. You crack open a jar of the cured flower and it’s like someone slapped you in the face with a citrus grove. Not subtle. Not polite. Just BAM—lemon zest, pine needles, maybe a hint of something sweet and rotten underneath, like overripe fruit left too long in the sun. It’s wild.

Viper Seeds. Just the name hits different. Sharp, fast, a little dangerous—like something that doesn’t wait for permission. These aren’t your average backyard beans. Nah, these are bred for people who know what they’re doing—or at least think they do until the plant starts talking back. And it will.