Growing Purple Punch is like tending to a living piece of art. As a gardener, you’ll fall in love with her structure, her leaves, and her deep colors; she’s a sturdy, stocky Indica that responds to training like a sheepdog. Around week five of flower, the magic happens—the fan leaves begin to “bleed” deep shades of royal purple and neon magenta, while the calyxes get absolutely buried in a thick, sticky frost of white trichomes. The aroma in the grow room is intoxicating, shifting from a subtle berry scent to a loud, pungent grape soda and blueberry muffin funk that fills the air.
For the stoner, the reward is purple luxury. Opening a jar of purple punch weed strain is a sensory overload of sweet, syrupy fruit and earthy dough. The smoke is velvety smooth, tasting like a gourmet dessert on the exhale. The high hits right behind the eyes before melting into a heavy-limbed, blissful sedation. It’s the ultimate “night-cap” strain—perfect for sinking into the couch, munching on something sweet, and letting the stress of the day dissolve into a hazy, grape-flavored cloud. If you want a bag that makes your friends’ jaws drop, this is the one.