I got a text from Genius on Sunday. Hick got a Father's Day phone call, but he did NOT get a picture.
"My pepper plants on the balcony are growing their first peppers!"
"What kind are they?"
"These are habaneros. I have two other varieties growing - Tabascos and cayennes - that aren't fruiting yet."
"I THOUGHT they looked too shrivelly to be bell peppers."
"Yeah, habaneros always have that shrivelly look to them."
[Let the record show that I was relieved to find out these were habaneros, and NOT bell peppers from which Genius was withholding water like a 1960s football coach denying his players at 2-a-days in August!]
"I am impressed by your green thumb."
"These aren't actually *quite* habaneros, they're red habaneros, which are in the same family, but a slightly different variety that should be a little less spicy. In theory, they grow better in this area, so I planted them instead."
"Any tomatoes? A person gave Pony a tomato while delivering the mail."
"No tomatoes - I am not a big tomato fan and didn't want to use any of my very limited space on them! Though I will probably have far more peppers than I can possibly use!"
"At least you're not growing zucchini. They would take over the city!"
"Squash is the same way. Maybe once I have more space to grow them in."
"You could refer to your balcony as The North .40..."
Leave it to Genius to take up farming in the heart of Pittsburgh.