5362026/02/12 01:41

Legacy That Breathes

There’s mythos in Jack Herer that’s earned, because the strain’s been in backyards, closets, soggy basements, and pro grows around the damn planet. It’s got history. Every grower I know has a “first time I grew Jack” story, and usually they’re funny and chaotic and end with “dude I swear the whole street smelled like armpit and limes.” The team behind https://jackhererseedsbank.com keeps that memory alive—this isn’t museum weed locked in a glass case. It's sweaty, it's busting seams, ready to stretch. Jack with skunk in it still matters because it still kicks your chest in when you exhale. A handshake from the past that cracks your knuckles a little too hard.