The publication about the gardener carried away by organic agriculture and wine-grower Alexander Vlasov from Sevastopol, about its experience of cultivation of garden cultures and grapes on a zaluzhenny site.
The person and it put
The person and it put
- In general at me there is a lot of hobbies, but always to something undeveloped pulls. Here and this tool mastered – my interlocutor speaks, removing from a wall a guitar.
Dashingly strikes a chord and groaning strings blow up fiery dancing of night fires, gallop, as if being torn from under the saddles, uncontrollable horses carrying away in a starlit night. They, apparently, are ready to break through walls of the city apartment in that far forgotten free life fanned by wall winds, a smoke of the Gipsy fires, sparkling in night miriadami stars …
This wonderful instant broke together with the last chord. The guitar comes back the owner to the place.
- Well and now – on giving – Alexander speaks to me. – Sorry, the car under repair, it is necessary to stamp a peshochok. Here nearby.
The morning sea breeze blows as invigorating cool, but the sun already forces to shine under its beams asphalt. We go the suburb of Sevastopol and involuntarily in the head comparisons with suburbs of my native capital hail – Simferopol, with their ruts, potholes, dumps, musorka climb … Comparisons, understand, not in favor of the Crimean capital. To my bitter regret.
… The gate tinkled and we get to small emerald paradise! The first that awakens in me seen, reminiscence of one remarkable event for us. In August of last year we celebrated the eightieth anniversary of the father of his son Alexander, my fellow countryman Kazakhstan citizen Mikhail Akimovich Vlasov – the wine-grower known in the Crimea who created at itself in Heroic the Saksky area on thirty hundred parts of the earth an exemplary vineyard with a hothouse and a matochnik of open soil, nursery, tested at myself on a vineyard more than one hundred in a complex steady grades of grapes.
And so then Alexander, the ship mechanic by training, by the nature of service the military operator, and nowadays the pensioner working at the enterprise for repair of ship equipment, congratulating the father, told:
- I yet the gardener but only I study … But I will be the real gardener. After all I have very good teacher – my father.
And now, when the father didn’t become, Alexander decided that to it as to the son, it is necessary to charge with a hard fatherly burden the shoulders to give to a garden and a vineyard everything to that he taught him.
Having visited Alexander Mikhaylovich Vlasov’s garden site in Sevastopol, I can testify that the son at the father – the worthy pupil.
Small emerald paradise. Why such comparison? Well imagine – a zaluzhenny garden, the grass here isn’t weeded, only from time to time the owner mows it. Here also sparkle now, being poured by emeralds, both this grass, and bushes of a currant rising over it, and over them rozovotsvetny apple-trees, pears, plums, peaches, grapevines, a cornel, a fig. And all this in violent greens, flowers and being fastened fruits.
Having seen in the opinion of mine a mute question, the owner of a garden bent, broke a bunch of a grass and right there threw.
- Here so with it I arrive. Let lies, rots, there will be a mulch. It at Nikolay Kurdyumov read that the earth shouldn’t be naked …
Well here, one more admirer of the Kuban writer propagandist of organic agriculture was found out. To well it. Over it the sword of Damocles of vocational education, it somewhat a free bird doesn’t hang: where I want – there I fly. Read something, found for itself useful – tested, it turned out – started to apply. After all it is the nature proved, and not two eyelids, tests as the chemistry, millions years approved it that sowers kind, reasonable, eternal try to prove now Nikolay Kurdyumov and others . The woods proved: in them nobody plows, and trees under cover of a sheet mulch grow to themselves quietly.
The chemistry too proved. Only that? Yes that we at ourselves on a kitchen garden normal won’t grow up a tomato: the phytophthora will gobble up. Nitrates, nitrates … What only it us doesn’t poison with muck! Approved, by the way.
Alexander Vlasov decided to live in harmony with the nature. And, if certainly, the greedy hand of chemistry doesn’t reach its site, it will have everything as it is necessary.
In organic agriculture everyone looks for the way. Who chooses the best means of a mulchirovaniye – straw, who – sawdust. It to whom that is available. Alexander mows a grass on a mulch.
The competent expert, having seen his plantings, by all means will start dispute. Will speak, having seen a peach in the neighbourhood with grapes, about a zateneniye, about the food area. And here still podpokrovny bushes of a currant white, red, gold, a gooseberry prickly and not prickly, already stuck fruits of a fig (a grade Dolmatsky – the fruit in a fist, fructifies two times during a season). And all this normally grows, fructifies.
- And in the wild nature as – the gardener notices. – The rod grape looks for a support, climbs on a tree, bushes grow under cover of big trees. At me is, for example, the black currant only and grows in a shadow of trees. Otherwise our southern sun will burn this severyanka.
In a word, at it it turns out.
Looking as younger Vlasov bosses a vaccinating knife, noted for itself:
- Yes, it really magician.
- Look, it shows me, having as though caught my thought – it is so simple.
On a persimmon stock by a special knife does from top to down a thin cut and, having cut out a bark site, removes it, the bottom part of a cut continues a little, that it was possible to get under a bark a privoyny cut with a kidney. Easy movement of a hand a kidney puts to a cut, having got below under a bark, hardly winds with the tape which has been cut out from a thin food package, and from above, for density, an insulating tape. The inoculation is ready.
- And now we will go, I will show, how zizifus to impart.
Zizifus it sows seeds. When seyanets will keep up to an inoculation, imparts in rasshhep. Too like anything difficult. The main thing only, that quickly and not under scorching beams of the sun, and in the evening, when more cool. Here the main thing that the scion and a stock on thickness were identical. On a stock becomes rasshhep, and in it it is dense and so that edges didn’t act sideways, the pointed shank of a scion is inserted klinyshky. And also as well as a kidney the privivshchik densely rolls up an inoculation in the beginning a film tape, and then the insulating.
To admit, I am the small admirer of a cornel. More truly, was. Until Alexander didn’t treat me it with the berry ground with sugar. Berry of a last year’s crop, and taste … Well it is exact, as at that red-black, starting to become overripe, just removed from a tree. Amazing taste!
And so this cornel at it on a site – priority garden culture. Alexander got sites in different places and now it should be broken off, as they say, between two fires. But the cornel at it grows everywhere. It and is clear, means of protection – it always with a crop of curative berry aren’t necessary to it. Grades – early Elena, late Pak, and still Simeon, Elegant, Yellow and others.
I was surprised to that on a cornel at it is a lot of zavyazi. Alexander explained:
- It at me all imparted, starts to fructify for the second year after an inoculation. Then regularly it I cut off. The top rostkovy escapes I cut off, and therefore the fruit are strenuously put.
At heart it, as well as his father, experimenter. I often had to hear from the skilled gardeners who are growing up zizifus that it was not possible to them to implant it, even green shanks. At Alexander it turned out. It showed me the saplings which have taken roots without an inoculation, in passing explained that the grades giving young growth take roots only.
At it there is a lot of raspberry grades, but it gives preference to a grade of Hariteydzh. It is the remontantny raspberry fructifying to the late fall. Fruits large, good taste. In the autumn, after fructification, plants are cut off at the roots, and together with them "cut off" and clean all "sores" and wreckers of raspberry from a garden.
There are at it original grades, apple-trees: Erli Macque, Whist – white, Aroma cooking, early Samarkand Kvinti imparted, Liberti. And here the peach disappointed. What year winter frosts, spring frosts ruin a crop that. Preference now the kostochkovy – a cherry plum of grades the Nikitsky yellow, Kuban comet, Hilbert’s plum. By the way very early with fruits of chocolate smack.
Grapes – it too his passion. It has more than 50 in a complex steady grades.
- Severe frosts of winter of 2006 weren’t sustained by Kodryanka, and here Victoria resisted. Now it is my grade. Last autumn planted a shkolka of steady grades of new generation: The Tuzlovsky giant, Blagovestnuyu and about ten more others – tells the gardener.
There are places which adhere to itself and for a long time remain in memory. Here and this man-made small, an emerald being shone paradise terrestrial will be not not effaced by years of my memory.
Century PASHHENKO, literary editor.