It's propped upright by the whiskers which are rebar and now it is greeting visitors to the house!
Also, this is the Year of Peppers here. I resigned myself to the fact that the beets were just not gonna happen (weeks of total neglect while I played with stone and also Botswana) mulched it and picked up a half dozen peppers at the farmer's market. They had Carolina Reaper, Ghost, Trinidad Scorpion, Zimbabwe Bird Peppers, and of course, Habanero.
Most of the super hots are real buggers to germinate, so I don't bother, and you have to start them way early inside. Once they're actually going, though, they're supposed to be pretty straightforward. Since peppers are promiscuous cross-pollinators, I left everything but the Bird in the same area--I don't care what they do to each other, since as far as I'm concerned, they've all got the same basic flavor--hot, hot, stupid hot, punishingly hot, and I-have-something-to-prove hot. The Bird Peppers, which actually do taste distinctive, are shuffled off to another part of the garden. (Realistically, I would need a lot more space to keep them all apart if I were interested in saving seed or something, but I do starts for peppers because I'm not that talented with the seeds.)