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Flowers In My Garden
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Luiza Klimtseva: how I learned the rich world of flowers

Flowers of my childhood

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

What can I write so special about flowers if my favorite flower is Ivan-tea? I am 75 years old, and in my life I have seen such a variety of flowers in many regions of the Soviet Union that you can write a book to express your admiration for what Nature gives us.

Where I was born and where I spent my childhood - in the Arkhangelsk Pomorie - there were very few flowers in natural conditions.

I saw them mostly only in houses, on windowsills. There was always a large fig tree under the icon in every hut in every village, i.e. in the red corner. Also obligatory were a large "birch" - a Chinese rose and also a "Christmas tree", after which I learned that it was asparagus. Without geraniums, a window is not a window. From annuals, women sowed yellow flowers in iron cans from under canned food - these were marigolds. But under such conditions they grew in one shoot and only 2-3 flowers bloomed at the top, and then the seeds ripened. My mother and I were very proud of them.

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Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

And also every spring we sowed "dushmyanka" in iron cans. Nobody knew how these plants were correctly called. From time to time, my mother asked these "dushmyanki" to shake, and then a miraculous smell went all over the house. Mom probably understood that this scent was useful in some way. As I later found out, it turned out to be basil. If we knew then that this plant can still be eaten with benefit to the body, then we would sow even more. When I talked about ten years ago about MM Girenko, who taught us, gardeners, a seminar on spicy cultures, she simply could not believe it. Where did the basil seeds come from in the forest-tundra region in the postwar years?

Even in our area, bluegrass grew near vegetable gardens and along roadsides, frail daisies and bells were encountered. When my friends and I played “house” on the street, I collected such flowers in bouquets and put them in a “vase”. Usually it was a beautiful tin can, found on the bank after the outflow of water in the river.

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

At the roadstead there were always foreign steamers loaded with timber. We have known the culture of behavior of sailors from these ships since childhood. They threw overboard everything they no longer needed. Parents and all adults scolded us for not picking up anything, but we still ran to the shore in search of something pretty. At that time we did not yet understand that for the Pomors it was humiliating to collect waste.

Then I always brought the bouquets into the house, adding to the collected plants "white porridge" - white clover.

I first came to Arkhangelsk at the age of twelve. Dad took to show the city and started from the embankment. And then I saw the flower beds! I still remember my condition. At first I was numb, then I began to run around the flower bed and ask my father: how is it - flowers are blooming on the street? I didn't know what they were called. And only two years later, when I came to enter the technical school in Rostov Yaroslavsky, I learned that these were marigolds and calendula. In the same city I first saw the front gardens in the lilac thickets.

Knowledge of the world of flowers

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

Later, in Vyatskiye Polyany, where she already worked, there were also front gardens with blooming lilacs. And they were also struck by phloxes - tall, with large caps of fragrant flowers. There I also met dahlias, but they did not grow everywhere, but only in single front gardens - very large, the size of a large plate. And this is all after my "porridge", which I inserted into the bouquets. There was no limit to my admiration: how could Nature create such a thing!

In Odessa, blossoming clusters of white acacia and white candles of chestnuts made me so amazed that I wanted to say to all passers-by: "Well, look up!" And they walked with their eyes down at their feet as usual. They were born there, along with acacias.

In Moscow in the early sixties, flower gardens were still quite modest, but there was something to see at VDNKh! A whole alley of standard roses! A bare stem of a meter in height, and on the top of the head slightly inclined shoots with bright roses. I was wondering: how do such roses winter? A year later I come to VDNKh - and they are standing!

In Kemerovo nothing amazed, only the gas pollution of the city amazed. But from Kemerovo, once with the whole family, we came on vacation to Leningrad. Here I've seen enough! I saw both classics and fantasy in flowers. Tuberous begonia struck. I didn't know what it was then. The borders on the Champ de Mars, in the park near the Kazan Cathedral, were densely planted with red begonia. The summer was rainy, but the begonia kept flowers well.

Flowers of my garden

Pion
Pion

In Rostov-on-Don there was an abundance of flowers: roses, many roses, and also peonies. Tulips were no longer considered flowers there. At the dacha, I threw them out like weeds in cans every autumn, they multiplied so much, and no diseases struck them. It was in the seventies.

But again there was a move. We arrived in Leningrad. They began to look for a plot for a summer residence, but no one was selling the plot in a good place. Not having dealt with the terrain, we acquired a plot in such a lowland of the former swamp that now even a mobile phone there does not receive a signal, in order to call, we have to go higher.

The former owner covered the swamp with sand and stones. We collected the stones and placed them at the edge of the plot, which resulted in a strip of stones one meter wide. I knew that I would not grow vegetables on such stones, so I laid a flower garden along the entire site. And the soil had to be created. They bought manure, they brought soil from the city - a micro-greenhouse, "Violet", "Giant" and others. Immediately, a compost was laid, into which weeds, cut grass from ditches, sawdust, i.e. all vegetable waste. I understood that I couldn't make a fertile soil on sand without compost on manure alone. At the end of the season, the top layer of soil was taken out of the greenhouse to the beds, under the bushes, under the flowers. So she created a humus layer on the site.

In front of the house there was a small, bare area covered with a thick layer of screenings. Then, twenty-five years ago, grass seeds for lawns were not yet available for sale. So I collected grass with bluegrass in small pieces and spread it literally by centimeters on the future lawn. Now it is already a dense, beautiful lawn. For a quarter of a century of observation, I saw how myself

Nature periodically changes herbage on it. At first there was a bluegrass, then a white clover appeared by itself (the aroma is wonderful and it is pleasant to walk), it completely replaced the bluegrass. A few years later, plantain appeared - at first, single plants, and then it completely replaced clover. Now the plantain has almost disappeared, the grass has appeared, we did not allow it before flowering, so it is difficult to determine what it is. A buttercup is climbing slowly, but I mercilessly remove it. Our lawn is not afraid of anything - neither cold nor hunger. Children with bicycles for 7-8 people were accommodated on it, disassembled their bicycles, and repaired. And the car will stand on it for several days and nights without any consequences for the grass.

If dandelions appear on the lawn, then I do not dig them out, but cut off the flowers. Only not immediately, but at the stage when it is clear that they have completely closed. I let the bumblebees work there, and then I insist on dandelion flowers to treat the flower garden and shrubs with this infusion if aphids appear. If there are no aphids, then pour the fermented infusion together with the flowers into the compost. Dandelion flowers appear again, and I'm not lazy - I repeat everything.

It was not by chance that I described the change of grass on the lawn. I want to remind flower growers that you, too, have to rejuvenate perennials in five years, since Nature itself suggests that the soil gets tired from one type of plant.

I hardly feed perennial flowers with mineral fertilizers. When planting in a pit, I put humus, sometimes manure, mineral fertilizers in full, pour a lot of compost on top over the entire area of the future bush. This is enough for five years, but every spring or fall I add compost, i.e. I give them fresh earth. For many years she fed with potassium humate. I bought it in powder form, bred it in a barrel of rainwater and watered it from a watering can before flowering. The flower stalks, of course, were taller than me, and the flowers were large. Now I don't have enough strength for this, so I don't feed. Under an old large climbing rose, I pour two buckets of compost on the roots every year. As a result, there are many shoots, and even more flowers. I can advise flower growers to use “Ideal” for this purpose as well.

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

For twenty-five years, I changed the composition of flower beds on the site several times (as in nature). When I just started to lay flower beds, there were no rhododendrons, hydrangeas, beautiful lilacs, lilies, daylilies.

And the assortment of annuals was limited. But she immediately created such a flower garden that the flowering in the garden from snow to snow. Behind the fence, where the stones were collected, in addition to the simplest daylilies, collections of bearded irises, delphiniums grow, many annuals were planted every year.

Now there is another flower garden: instead of annuals - quince, two bushes of Kuril tea (Potentilla) - one with white flowers, the other with lemon-yellow flowers. The variety with pink flowers did not want to grow, it disappeared. These are grateful shrubs, they do not require anything, they mulch themselves with dried flowers and leaves. And bloom to the snow.

On this flower garden of ours, the third generation of grandchildren is being introduced to the basics of botany by grandmothers. They go for a walk in the morning, and the grandchildren begin to ask: "What is this?" The grandmothers answer. From the first generation, the kids have already grown up, got married and are already explaining to the children the name of this or that flower. Neither my grandchildren, nor my neighbors have ever picked flowers without permission, nor have they stolen. But when one of them has a birthday in the summer, and they are going to celebrate it with a noisy company, I go out and ask: "Who has a birthday today?" The birthday boy is responding. I cut as many flowers for him as they show. Thank you, and I am pleased - the flowers were useful for the holiday.

A landscape for the soul

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

In this non-standard article on flowers, I did not want to describe any one flower. I'm not interested in this. But I read all the publications about flowers, study them, listen to lectures. However, the most complex compositions tire me, I am bored there. Once I was talking to a master of landscaping. She complained that she was very tired of this luxury, and would gladly have rested in an old, rickety shop near an old, blackened bath.

I joked, they say, I just have such a corner. There is still a row of gooseberries growing. When it blooms, the endless hum of bees is heard. She invited me to come and sit there. But she has no time, she has to work in other people's plots. And I get nourishment from this corner every spring. And in the fall there is grace there when remontant raspberries begin to ripen on two bushes. I still do not allow to demolish the rickety shop.

Many gardeners know me by articles as a vegetable grower. I share my experience in growing cucumbers, cabbage, peppers, tomatoes, onions, garlic. I can't list all the plants, but I also definitely grow radish.

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

What flower can I afford now, at 75, and my spouse 78? After all, in order for flowers to look good, they must be monitored, they take more time to care for them than vegetables. Our site is periodically flooded with water, and by the spring a layer of ice 50-60 cm thick forms there. In this winter, all bulbous plants die - winter garlic, tulips, lilies, crocus. We have to buy again, but we have higher places where there is no ice, so tulips, scillas, lilies, planted in curtains, still give the impression that the site is all in flowers.

The first joy after snow is created by crocuses. It is not just a bright flower, it gives a sense of joy in life. It gives such a surge of strength that they are enough to dig up everything, sow, loosen, collect garbage. And this feeling is not only for me. Neighbors, too, having arrived at the site from the city, seeing the first flowers, run around the site, admire them and forget that it was hard to put the land in order in the fall. Immediately they begin to build a huge number of plans. That's what power small bright flowers have! Sometimes they even begin to bloom under the snow to cheer us up.

Then scyllas, muscari of different sizes and colors bloom - blue, light blue, white, white. Primrose inflorescences rise, then the turn of tulips, hazel grouses comes (only one species of these flowers withstood the ice test). Forget-me-nots bloom, next to the periwinkle beautifully sways in the wind with delicate blue flowers, exuding a delicate aroma. He does not require special care for him. For an elderly person, such a plant is an assistant: it covers the ground with a solid carpet, weeding is not needed. Honeysuckle with original flowers, emitting a unique aroma, winds near the wall of the house.

aquilegia
aquilegia

And so there is a continuous sequence of changing colors and aromas. I especially appreciate my watershed - aquilegia. Twenty five years ago I bought the seedlings of this plant in the Botanical Garden. It was a hybrid. The flower in this catchment was so large that it looked like a starfish. It bloomed for several years, showering the seeds at the end of the season if the flowers are not cut on time. Self-seeding turned out to be a continuous carpet, I then distributed the seedlings to all the neighbors. But self-seeding resulted in such a variety of inflorescences that everything cannot be described or counted.

But their spurs were already shorter than the hybrids. The neighbors then wanted to start the catchment hybrids on the beds themselves, which I had before. But for some reason, such beauty did not work: the foliage is scarce, the peduncles are low, the flowers are not large. And now I am happy with self-sowing, because immediately after the snow, aquilegia forms large, green leaves, they cover a large area of land and create the impression that I already have order in the garden. They do not require shelter for the winter, they survive in any winter. The catchment area grows throughout our site and does not require maintenance. For an elderly person, this is a great relief.

As well as the drainage basin, Astrantia is also unpretentious. Stands for itself, does not bother anyone, does not require anything. The daisies were different, now there are not many of them left. The reason is that they do not recover well after being under ice captivity, and this cannot be avoided in our area. But early chamomile and medicinal plants are unsinkable plants. They grow like weeds. And you can't do without them - they will create a corner of unpretentious beauty everywhere.

There were different roses in our garden, but the grafted plants died under the ice. My favorite rose is Gloria Day. This is the memory of Rostov-on-Don, where I first saw it and began to grow it. This rose was then there for everyone.

Withstood four "glacial floods" two climbing roses of their own. We now have these roses all over our gardening, as gardeners see our "icing" and the fact that these roses bloom again as if nothing had happened. They come and ask to dig out a young shoot for them. For the winter I do not cover them with anything, I only bend them to the ground.

An evergreen rhododendron blooms before roses in June. He was seated near the porch. Over the years, it has grown so much that it even interferes with walking. When he was small, I covered him with spruce branches for the winter. Then he got under the ice, and nothing happened to him. Since then, I no longer cover the rhododendron for the winter. A mole has been living under it for several years. I think he is calm there, since I do not loosen the soil under this bush, but only add compost and faded inflorescences.

The flower garden that is behind the fence on the stones, I covered with spruce branches for the winter. All plants - phlox, lilies, daylilies, irises, astrantia, periwinkle, asparagus, chamomile. Once in the spring, when the snow melted, I saw that spruce branches were not there - they had stolen it in the fall. Since then, I have not covered my flower plants. And the roses also stopped covering.

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

When the ice melts, so much water flows from other areas to our neighbors through our site that you can sail on a boat. Both roses and grapes fall under this stream, but, fortunately, they are alive and well. Nearby phloxes. In this case, they also do not die, but then you have to tinker with them so that in a year they bloom in full force.

Peonies on the plot create a special aura. When I pass these plants, I will definitely say something affectionate to them. This is not a flower, but some kind of riddle.

On the site, I definitely leave 2-3 balsam plants, since bumblebees in the fall collect nectar on it until the last opportunity. They can barely crawl, it's time to rest, but it's a pity to leave such prey. And the second reason why I keep balsam on the site is also valid. The balsam shoots its seeds in different directions, and in the spring around a large area is completely covered with seedlings. I let them grow up to 20-30 cm in height and then remove them with the roots. At this age, their roots smell like iodine. There are many such plants, they all go to compost.

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

Hydrangeas are one of the favorite plants on the site. I leave the dacha in mid-October, and they all bloom, albeit not with August beauty, but with autumn beauty. I have two hydrangeas - large-leaved and paniculate.

Perennial onions grow in the same bed, and around are bearded irises. The irises are fading, next to them is a large aconite bush ("white boots"), it throws out tall flower stalks and then blooms until late autumn. And bumblebees on it expanse. And perennial onions themselves bloom beautifully - slime, Altai, fragrant. I don't remove their flowers, because for some reason a lot of insects, small and large, gather there, and the seeds then fall off them. And so by the method of self-seeding planting is rejuvenated. And I don't have to buy seeds and sow them again.

Now there are very beautiful varieties of daylilies that bloom for a very long time. In fact, their flower usually opens up in full force for one day, which is why people call it a beautiful day, but I have it in partial shade, and especially if it's rainy weather, it can bloom for 2-3 days. The flower stalks of the daylily are powerful, a lot of flowers are laid, so the flowering stretches for almost a month. I also have an old variety of daylily, it sits in the sun, I did not transplant it, i.e. have not rejuvenated for 23 years. Here his flower opens only for one day.

Flowers in the garden
Flowers in the garden

Delphiniums of any color delight the eyes with their severity - they stand at attention, like soldiers. Of course, I, like many gardeners, was fond of gladioli, as well as more exotic plants - cannes. I selected a place on the site so that the cannes bloom. I was able to see their flowers only after planting near the wall of the house. However, the flowering was so modest that I realized: this plant is not for me, this is not Rostov-on-Don.

In the magazine "Flora Pricee" # 7 in 2012, I wrote that annuals require the most labor and time. For many years I have been fond of growing these flowers. I really liked the petunia. At one time, the seeds of a simple crimson petunia were on sale. Sow it, then check it three times during the summer - it will fill the entire area around. She also grew ornamental cabbage - each plant is not like each other, and it grows until winter frosts. There was also nimesia on my site - what tenderness lies in its flowers. And they are all different!

But everything has its time. Age leads to limitations in many ways. Now on the site I have the most unpretentious annuals: calendula, marigolds (I have been growing them since the age of 13) and a lot of nasturtium.

My favorite tree is larch. Our site is small for tree planting. But I planted the larch, and my husband installed a bench near it. I will sit there for a minute, stroke its twig - and as if I have visited my small homeland.

I talked about flowers in my life. And all the same, when I fall asleep, in my eyes there are not white acacia with chestnuts, not roses with rhododendrons, not honeysuckle with hydrangea, but a dwarf birch tree clinging to its legs, white cloudberry flowers glow, wild rosemary blossoms, and I see the fruits of large blueberries.

Luiza Klimtseva, experienced

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