⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ ". . . uh, Snow Blower blew me off the map. Literally woke up three naps later.”

Snow Blower isn’t a name . . . it’s a warning. This indica doesn’t just hit, it plows through your stress like a Michigan driveway in January. We froze this flower until Elsa from Frozen filed a restraining order, then squeezed out terpenes so frosty your tongue might need a scarf. The flavor? Icy pine, creamy diesel, and just enough mint to feel like brushing your teeth with fireworks.

The effects? Picture yourself sinking into a couch so deep you’ll need breadcrumbs to find your way back. This strain is engineered to shut down anxiety, mute the group chat, and make Netflix ask “Are you still watching?” within 45 minutes. Buy it if you’ve ever thought, “What if sleep was a competitive sport?”