My Whore of a Bud

She wasn't always a BAD girl. She was prematurely picked, growing up in the small confined ghetto of the lighting world. Her mother was a fugitive hiding everyday in my closet hoping not to be found. With only four compact fluorescent lights, it's a miracle she's even here, she maybe only 2-1/2" but she is over 15 weeks old. But don't be fooled, hiding behind her old ugly shriveled up leaves is a beautiful inner bud.