ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Martian Candy Seeds. Just the name makes you pause, right? Like—what the hell is that? Sounds like something you’d find in a dusty corner of a gas station on the edge of the Mojave. Or maybe smuggled off a rogue SpaceX cargo drop. But no, it’s weed. Or rather, the seeds of it. Cannabis seeds, specifically bred to punch your brain into a soft, sticky euphoria. And yeah, they’re real.
These seeds don’t mess around. They grow into plants that smell like someone melted a bag of Jolly Ranchers in a pine forest and then lit the whole thing on fire. Sweet, sharp, a little weird. And strong—like, knock-you-on-your-ass strong. Not couch-lock zombie mode, but that floaty, slow-motion kind of high where your thoughts stretch out like taffy. You’ll forget what you were saying mid-sentence and not even care. It’s that kind of ride.
I’ve grown them. Twice. First time was a disaster—overwatered, under-loved, and I think I played too much doom metal in the grow room. Plants got leggy, sad. Second time though? Magic. Short, bushy beasts with trichomes like frost on a windshield. Smelled like sugar and skunk had a baby. Harvest day felt like Christmas morning if Santa was a stoner botanist.
Genetically, they’re a bit of a mystery. Some say it’s a cross between Girl Scout Cookies and some obscure Afghani landrace. Others swear there’s a hint of Durban Poison in there. Honestly, who knows. Growers love to lie. Or romanticize. Or both. But whatever’s in its lineage, it hits with a hybrid balance that leans just enough indica to melt your spine without turning your brain to oatmeal.
And the name—Martian Candy—yeah, it’s goofy. But it fits. There’s something alien about the high. Like your thoughts are coming from somewhere else. Not scary, just… unfamiliar. You’ll stare at your own hands for ten minutes and then laugh because they look like someone else’s. Time gets bendy. Music sounds like it’s breathing. Food? Don’t even get me started. I once ate an entire bag of frozen waffles. Still frozen. No regrets.
They’re not beginner seeds, though. These girls need attention. They’re picky about humidity, and they don’t like to be crowded. But if you treat them right—give them space, light, love—they’ll reward you with buds that look like they were dipped in powdered sugar and rolled in glitter. Sticky, dense, loud as hell. Your neighbors will know. Your landlord will know. Your cat will judge you.
Worth it.
So yeah. Martian Candy Seeds. Weird name, weirder high. But if you’re into growing your own and want something that feels like it came from another planet? This might be your jam. Just don’t blame me when you forget how doors work.