On Monday night, a fabulous thunderstorm ripped through Iowa City between 6:30 and 7:30 p.m. It was fabulous because it was quick. It was fabulous because it didn’t spawn any tornadoes. And most of all, it was fabulous because it dropped the temperature about 20 degrees in 20 minutes.
I have no air conditioning, people. These are the little joys that make summer more bearable.
However, the storm was not good for the one remaining pepper plant that didn’t get transplanted in the black walnut exodus. When I went outside on Tuesday morning, it was leaning over dangerously and the roots were exposed on one side.
Time for some quick, surgical action. There’s a live pepper on this plant, people. Dr. Genie is in.
I staked the plant and used some of our ubiquitous and highly fashionable plastic bag pieces to tie it up, then relocated some dirt from elsewhere in the garden. Results? A stable pepper plant with hope of living until the pepper is large enough to eat.
Besides, if this one has survived the juglone onslaught so far, it deserves a little TLC. It definitely has impressed me.