How to Dry and Store Finished White Widow Buds?

Drying White Widow is like babysitting a moody genius—too much heat, it freaks out; too little airflow, it sulks and molds. You’ve already put in the work, the grow, the trim. Don’t blow it now. This part? It’s quiet, but it’s everything.

Hang the buds upside down. Whole branches if you can. Somewhere dark—like, pitch black if possible. Light degrades THC, and you didn’t spend months for limp, light-burned fluff. 60°F to 70°F is the sweet spot, but don’t obsess. Just keep it cool. Humidity? 50-60%. Use a hygrometer or just trust your skin—if it feels like a damp basement, it’s too wet. If your lips crack, too dry. Somewhere in between. You’ll feel it.

Don’t rush it. People always rush it. “It’s dry enough,” they say. It’s not. Wait 7 days. Maybe 10. Maybe more. Bend a stem—if it snaps, not bends, you’re close. Not done, but close. The outer crisp is a lie. Inside, it’s still holding on. Cure it.

Now jars. Mason jars, wide mouth. Don’t pack the buds in like sardines. They need to breathe, just a little. Fill them ¾ full. Lid on. Cool, dark place again. Open them once a day for the first week—burping, they call it. Let the moisture out, let fresh air in. Smell them. If it smells like hay, you’re not done. If it smells like heaven, you’re on the right track.

After two weeks, maybe three, you can slow down. Burp every few days. Then once a week. After a month? You’re golden. Or green. Whatever. Just don’t forget them. Mold is sneaky. It waits.

Some people throw in humidity packs—Boveda, Integra, whatever. I don’t. Feels like cheating. But if you’re in a dry-ass climate, maybe it’s smart. Your call.

Storage? Cool, dark, airtight. No sunlight. No heat. No plastic bags. No freezers. Treat it like a bottle of wine you actually care about. It’ll last months, maybe a year. But let’s be honest—you’ll smoke it before then.

And when you do? You’ll know if you did it right. It’ll burn smooth, taste like pine and citrus and something else you can’t quite name. That’s White Widow. That’s the payoff.

Don’t screw it up.