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Watermelon Seeds. That’s what they call this cannabis strain—don’t ask me why. Maybe it’s the flavor, maybe it’s the shape of the seeds, or maybe someone was just high and holding a slice of melon when they named it. Who knows. But the name sticks in your head, doesn’t it? Like a song lyric you didn’t ask for.
Now, the seeds themselves—small, dark, sometimes with little tiger stripes if you squint—don’t look like much. You could mistake them for actual watermelon seeds if you weren’t paying attention. But plant one, give it some light, a little love, and a few weeks later you’ve got this wild, sticky, sweet-smelling bush that makes your whole apartment smell like a fruit stand in July. Not even kidding. It’s got this weird candy-funk thing going on. Like someone melted Jolly Ranchers in a pine forest. I don’t know how else to describe it.
Some folks swear by it for anxiety. Others say it makes them paranoid as hell. Depends on the batch, the grower, your brain chemistry, the moon phase—whatever. It’s not predictable. Which is kind of the point, right? If you want predictable, go drink chamomile tea and stare at a wall.
I grew a few last summer. Backyard grow, nothing fancy. Just some pots, some dirt, and a lot of praying to the weather gods. They shot up fast—like, too fast. I had to tie them down or they’d have flopped over like drunk teenagers. The buds came in fat and sticky, like someone dipped them in honey and rolled them in glitter. Smelled like a fruit salad gone slightly off. Not bad, just… intense.
Smoking it? Ha. It hits like a truck full of mangoes. First it’s all mellow, like you’re floating in a pool. Then—bam—your brain starts doing cartwheels and suddenly you’re convinced your cat is judging you. It’s not a couch-lock strain, unless you smoke too much. Then yeah, you’re not moving for a while. Your legs become ideas instead of limbs.
People get weird about seeds. Some want feminized, some want autos, some want regulars so they can breed their own Frankenstein plants. Watermelon Seeds comes in all types if you know where to look. Just don’t buy from some sketchy dude on Reddit with a username like “420DankLord69.” Trust me. Been there. Got moldy seeds and a PayPal dispute to show for it.
Oh—and don’t toss the seeds from your last grow. Even if they look dead. Sometimes they surprise you. I had one sprout after sitting in a drawer for two years. Thought it was trash. Turned out to be the best plant of the season. Go figure.
Anyway, Watermelon Seeds. It’s not for everyone. But if you like your weed loud, fruity, and just a little bit chaotic—it might be your jam. Or your jelly. Whatever.