Somebody has been setting off firecrackers across the street and I am now typing this one-handed due to unexpected armful of quivering dog.
There there, Dottie. It’s all right. I won’t let the evil noises hurt you.
Some animal bit one of my baby peppers off its stem yesterday. I have no idea what happened to that one… but the same animal or one of its compatriots in crime bit off another pepper this afternoon, and I found that one half-buried in the soil of a neighboring pot.
I brought it in, washed it, and stuck it in the fridge for the moment. I’m not sure what to do with it, really. It’s nowhere near ripe, and it’s tiny. Also covered in tooth-marks.
But hey, look, I have a pepper. *wry*
It’s time for another dilettante tabletop gardening photoset!
I have accepted that not all of my pepper plants are going to produce peppers. The two in the gray circular plastic pots got their buds knocked off and have not regrown any. The one in the lime-green plastic pot is the one that went all funny at the growing top, probably from a pesticide overdose. (It also used to be in a terracotta pot, but it either fell or was knocked over a couple days ago and the pot broke. I repotted it before it could dry out, but the shock didn’t do it any favors.)
But setting aside those failures, I have four plants that are currently growing peppers, one that is currently in bloom, one that has a couple visible buds, and a bonsai pepper that may yet surprise me! So you know, all in all I have not done too badly.
Next year I am going to plant my seeds in March, though, and apply anti-squirrel measures from the moment I move the seedlings outdoors. I would like my plants to be a bit further along by this time of year, because regardless of Ithaca’s lake valley microclimate effect, you never can trust the weather. *sigh*