Well, what was originally my best cayenne has suffered untold adversity. First, he was knocked over by a wind-storm that broke the stem under the surface of the soil. I staked him, tied him, and gave him TLC out of the 100+ degree sun for a couple of weeks. Just as I get the poor guy re-introduced to the rest of the herd, I step out this morning to see that he got smoked by a scum-bag horn worm. For reasons that should be painfully obvious, I exacted retribution that was both swift and proportionate to the crime.