We’re a self-funded, slightly feral group, who’ve wandered far enough off the beaten track that the gumtrees know us by name. Autistic to the core and proud of it, with the Yandi yowie rolling through life with spina bifida like a spellcaster with a permanent +10 resilience & perseverance.

Out here, we tinker with predominantly autoflowering cannabis genetics the same way old bush alchemists worked their brews: patiently, curiously, and with a deep respect for the living world. We follow open-source principles because knowledge is meant to be shared—passed around like yarns by the campfire, not locked up in some wizard’s tower.

Our little operation might look like scruffy weirdos in the scrub/suburbia, but behind the dirt, dog hair, soil, coco and field notebooks is a lot of thought, experimentation, and downright tism fixation. We blend bush pragmatism with a hint of arcane science, aiming to nurture plants—and ideas—that belong to everyone.

If you’re after slick suits and corporate polish, you won’t find it here. But if you’re into old-school stewardship, community-minded growing, and a bit of mystical bush know-how, welcome to our campfire.