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
Silvertip seeds. Montana-born, high-altitude attitude. You crack one open and it smells like pine needles got into a fistfight with a blueberry muffin. Not sweet—sharp. Like the edge of something you shouldn’t touch but do anyway.
People talk about hybrids like they’re balanced, like it’s some kind of yoga pose. Silvertip doesn’t care about balance. It leans in. It’s a sativa-dominant strain, yeah, but that doesn’t mean it won’t sneak up behind your eyes and melt your spine into the couch. It’s got that Blue Dream lineage—so there’s a dreamy float to it—but then Granddaddy Purp steps in, dragging a purple haze of body buzz behind him like a velvet cape. Regal and wrecked.
Growing it? Not for the lazy. These seeds want attention. They stretch tall, lanky like teenagers who haven’t figured out what to do with their limbs. Indoors, you’ll need to train them—LST, topping, whatever you’ve got. Outdoors, they’ll reach for the sky if the weather plays nice. But they’re not delicate. They’ve got grit. Cold nights? They’ll purple up and keep pushing. Bugs? Eh, they’ve seen worse.
Yields? Decent. Not massive, not sad. Somewhere in the middle, but the quality—damn. Trichomes like frost on a windshield at 5 a.m. Sticky, dense nugs that snap when you break them, not crumble. You’ll smell it before you see it. And when you do see it, it’s like someone rolled a galaxy in sugar and tucked it into a mason jar.
Smoking it is a whole other thing. First hit—bright, citrusy, a little pepper on the back end. Then it shifts. Fast. Your brain lights up like a pinball machine, ideas bouncing off each other, fast and stupid and brilliant. But your body? It’s like, nah, we’re good here. Sit down. Chill. Maybe eat something. Maybe everything.
I’ve had people tell me it’s their “creative strain.” Whatever that means. I just know I’ve written some weird poems and reorganized my spice rack at 2 a.m. on Silvertip. It’s got that kind of energy. Focused chaos. Like a raccoon with a PhD.
Would I recommend it? Yeah. But not to everyone. If you’re looking for something mellow, predictable, easy—go somewhere else. Silvertip’s got teeth. It’s not trying to be your friend. It’s trying to show you something strange and beautiful and maybe a little dangerous. And if you’re into that? Light it up.