As “Croptober” comes to a close, it seems fitting to give credit where credit is due.
THANK YOU, GROWERS!
You’ve battled water, wind, sun, shade, bugs, mold, sleep-deprivation, surviving on Flaming Hot Cheetos and Red Bull. You can’t remember the names of your kids. Clean clothes? Fergitaboutit! Social life? The only guy who’s seen you is the guy at the grow store.
After your work and fretting, when you’re all wrung out, Croptober screams, “NOW means NOW! ALL HANDS ON DECK! Timing is EVERYTHING!” But every single day brings serious questions: Can we go a bit longer? Is it going to rain? Is it going to frost? Picking the right time has got to be hard as hell.
So, thank you, growers! We appreciate YOU, and hope December, January, and February treat you well. Get some sleep. Eat a salad.
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