Master Kush
10/19/2016
The sun is radiating, sweat is pouring on your forehead, you are exhausted but feeling great. You've spent the whole day working in the woods, you look down on the biggest tree you took down. This this must have been at least 80 years old you'd think, then you bend down to inspect the fine specimen. You start counting rings, 90 years exactly, the smell of burnt pine resin with a bit of chainsaw oil lingering in your nostrils. You take a deep whiff and then close the bag. That's what proper Master Kush smells like.