The season that has thus far remained unseasonably warm has resulted in the remaining plants soldiering on, happily producing the fruits of my labors even as they have (mostly) been ignored. Case in point:
I had, in all honesty, completely forgotten I’d transplanted these tabascos to the back when the rest were in the front. As things slowly went into crazy mode from May through almost July, the weeds took over virtually everything. When I got myself back in order and hit the frames to get them cleared, I had a rather nice surprise: these were still alive and trying their damndest to flower and put out fruit. Once uncovered, they got themselves going rather well.
The forecast calls for a freeze Thursday night into Friday morning. A one shot deal, really, as the forecast both before and after is rather mild. But that one night is likely to knock out this bunch plus the remaining peppers in the front forty, so I’ll likely just go ahead and harvest them green, either to add to the gigantic batch of tabasco-based hot sauce I’ll be making, or to pickle on their own, for that ubiquitous bottle that’s on the table at almost every BBQ joint in the world.
For now, they continue on.