Vert(600+400) 5 plant, from Ukraine with love
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ANC
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Roots can and do grow against gravity. You often see it in trees where there is little food underneath, the roots will curl back up and go to the topsoil and humus layer. I have thought about your no shock pots a few times. My conclusion is, you will find that the roots will grab all the stuff in the pot tightly enough for you to pull it out of the pot without it noticing like I pull off the bags I use instead of pots.It will produce an even better root. Good roots can get to all the water and food in the soil, not just the stuff on the edges.
My Daughter and wife have very slavic eyes, like sad basset hounds. They are almost twins.
My Daughter and wife have very slavic eyes, like sad basset hounds. They are almost twins.
Sedan
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Bro, I did an experiment, I'm not unfounded)). I cut off only the bottom of the pot and planted it in the ground, the roots above the bottom of the pot did not rise almost. He poured through the top. The stressful transplantation also experimented, planted next to my method and the classical one. At the beginning, that my way was overtaking noticeably in growth, then leveled off. I've been using this method for two years already, I do not change it on the other, I do not need it! I have not thought of anything better, Bro)
ANC
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Because of the holes the roots air prune, the air burns the tips, This stops it growing against the plastic on the sides., but to make new branches from about 4cm back on the root. So the root mass at the centre gets more, and more evenly distributed when you also use different sized containers as the plants grow up from seed. I think because it is so similar to my bags, (bags are still better 
) The plant will not even know if you take the pot off, the roots are healthy and in the centre, not stuck exposed on the outside.
Many people with eastern European features have these deep eye sockets and a very similar shape of the eyebrow. She doesn't quite look Russian though, but if she walked on the streets in Russia, people will speak Russian to her thinking her local.
) The plant will not even know if you take the pot off, the roots are healthy and in the centre, not stuck exposed on the outside.Many people with eastern European features have these deep eye sockets and a very similar shape of the eyebrow. She doesn't quite look Russian though, but if she walked on the streets in Russia, people will speak Russian to her thinking her local.
ANC
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Almost the same principle is used in DWC:
DWC pots would dry out too fast, maybe works with some of the landscape fabric you used for the big pots
DWC roots are different to soil type roots. It is like some plants that can live above and under water, will grow two types of leaf and roots depending where it is.
In DWC we bring the food and oxygen right to the roots lots of small holes prevents water just evaporating off too fast.
The very last pot might be ok if you burn lots of small holes in the top half too. I still need to experiment with fewer holes at the top, to keep the top skin wet longer.
We don't want the roots growing through the holes on the outside.
DWC pots would dry out too fast, maybe works with some of the landscape fabric you used for the big pots
DWC roots are different to soil type roots. It is like some plants that can live above and under water, will grow two types of leaf and roots depending where it is.
In DWC we bring the food and oxygen right to the roots lots of small holes prevents water just evaporating off too fast.
The very last pot might be ok if you burn lots of small holes in the top half too. I still need to experiment with fewer holes at the top, to keep the top skin wet longer.
We don't want the roots growing through the holes on the outside.
Sedan
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The filler in the seedling pot is the same as in the large container into which it is transplanted. Bro, I had a palemic at the Russian forum on this matter. Inquiries to me were similar, that you ask (I remember exactly about the roots through the holes in the plastic). But I defended my path. In the end, they agreed with me. Ina it will be very difficult for you to explain in detail. Let's postpone this discussion until I learn English)))Almost the same principle is used in DWC:
DWC pots would dry out too fast, maybe works with some of the landscape fabric you used for the big pots
DWC roots are different to soil type roots. It is like some plants that can live above and under water, will grow two types of leaf and roots depending where it is.
In DWC we bring the food and oxygen right to the roots lots of small holes prevents water just evaporating off too fast.
The very last pot might be ok if you burn lots of small holes in the top half too. I still need to experiment with fewer holes at the top, to keep the top skin wet longer.
We don't want the roots growing through the holes on the outside.
Sedan
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On account of the fact that Vysotsky was in prison, a lie)). The fact that he did not have concerts in the USSR, too, Vysotsky disingenuous. He had plunnelegal concerts around the USSR, he was in Kharkov too. Later, his producer and entertainer were imprisoned. The authorities in every possible way suppressed Vysotsky, but because of Vladу he was not touched and allowed to go around the world, he is lying that everything was just like that.)) He would be ordinary, nobody in the US would let him out. And he is very modest, he does not have 600 songs, but several thousand. He invented them on the go. A very clever man was...
And it's not true that his most popular song, I like this one more ..
What the house became silent,
In darkness,
Seven dashing
The winds blow down,
All Windows
Turning into the ravine,
And gates -
Passers on the road?
Oh, I'm tired, tired, and horses unharnessed.
Hey, living someone, come, help!
None - only a shadow flashed in the hall,
Yes, the vulture descended and narrowed the circles.
In the house you come as
Still in the tavern,
And Narodism -
Every third enemy.
Will rolled up his cheekbone,
The uninvited guest!
The image in the corner -
And those are skewed.
And started a vague, weird conversation,
Someone was moaning the song and the guitar was tormented,
And epileptic small prick and a thief
I sneak out from under the tablecloth, the knife showed.
"Who will answer me -
What is the house like this,
Why - in the darkness
As the plague Barack?
Light of the lamps went out,
The air turned...
Ali to live with you
Unlearned?
Doors wide open for you, and the soul locked up.
Who is the owner here? - drink wine".
And in response to me: "you See, there was a time you were in the way -
And people forgot - we always live like this!
The grass we eat,
Century - sorrel,
Sour souls
Have primavesi,
Yes, wine
A lot of wants, -
Ruined house,
Fought, were hung".
"I'm starved horses from wolves rode away.
Point me to the edge, where light from the lamps.
Point me to the place searched, -
Where is singing and not groaning, where the floor is not a rental".
"On such homes
We have not heard,
Long live darkness
We were used to.
Spokane we -
Yes in a evil whisper
Under the icons
In a black soot".
And from the stench, where the image is obliquely hanging,
I, head-first dive drove, throwing the whip
Where horses carried Yes looked eyes,
And where people live, and how people live.
...How many have sunk much subsided!
Life threw me - not small car.
Maybe singing about you I clumsily,
Black eyes, white tablecloth?!
1974
And it's not true that his most popular song, I like this one more ..
What the house became silent,
In darkness,
Seven dashing
The winds blow down,
All Windows
Turning into the ravine,
And gates -
Passers on the road?
Oh, I'm tired, tired, and horses unharnessed.
Hey, living someone, come, help!
None - only a shadow flashed in the hall,
Yes, the vulture descended and narrowed the circles.
In the house you come as
Still in the tavern,
And Narodism -
Every third enemy.
Will rolled up his cheekbone,
The uninvited guest!
The image in the corner -
And those are skewed.
And started a vague, weird conversation,
Someone was moaning the song and the guitar was tormented,
And epileptic small prick and a thief
I sneak out from under the tablecloth, the knife showed.
"Who will answer me -
What is the house like this,
Why - in the darkness
As the plague Barack?
Light of the lamps went out,
The air turned...
Ali to live with you
Unlearned?
Doors wide open for you, and the soul locked up.
Who is the owner here? - drink wine".
And in response to me: "you See, there was a time you were in the way -
And people forgot - we always live like this!
The grass we eat,
Century - sorrel,
Sour souls
Have primavesi,
Yes, wine
A lot of wants, -
Ruined house,
Fought, were hung".
"I'm starved horses from wolves rode away.
Point me to the edge, where light from the lamps.
Point me to the place searched, -
Where is singing and not groaning, where the floor is not a rental".
"On such homes
We have not heard,
Long live darkness
We were used to.
Spokane we -
Yes in a evil whisper
Under the icons
In a black soot".
And from the stench, where the image is obliquely hanging,
I, head-first dive drove, throwing the whip
Where horses carried Yes looked eyes,
And where people live, and how people live.
...How many have sunk much subsided!
Life threw me - not small car.
Maybe singing about you I clumsily,
Black eyes, white tablecloth?!
1974
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Sedan
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And another interesting fact from life in the Soviet community. Pay attention to the video where Vysotsky is buried. At the funeral, there were several tens of thousands of people, although the authorities tried to hide the fact (the Olympics in Moscow was then.) So, tens of thousands of people are burying a dissident, and the police (she is wearing caps and white shirts and ties), without weapons at all, Even no batons. Do you believe in this?))))
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ttystikk
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He was dead, so he was no longer a threat to the State.
Sedan
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Yes, you are right, the government was very afraid of it, but there was nothing I could do !! On the one hand, folk .. real folk love, with another Marina Vlady, who, if that would arrange a scandal for the whole world. That's how they endured it.)) I'm sure many of them sighed with relief when he died.
Vladimir Vysotsky
Mountain Top
It is not a valley nor is it a plain -
There rock-falls daily you can attain,
An avalanche can fall down again any time.
Spite you can turn off, for strain on your nerve
You will turn down a safety curve -
By precipices to the top prefer to climb.
If had not been there you’d be not aware
Of strains you would be able to bear,
In spite that in dales you set on fire the Thames -
At down-a-hill you cannot reveal
One tenth of that fantastic zeal,
Nor sights beyond of any fairy tales.
There are no graves, memorial plates:
A stone stands for a burial place -
It points out the spot where you have obtained your rest.
Eternally shines by emerald ice
The top for which you’ve paid that price,
That mountain peak with which you have been obsessed.
Let them rag and say, that it’s a wrong way -
But none expires there in vain,
It’s higher than to die from vodka or rum.
Some will change their life and there arrive
To risk, to feel an innate drive,
To conquer the peak you did not overcome.
Steep walls of the crack – don’t be taken aback,
And always keep from chancing your luck:
In mountains is not reliable a rock or a stone, or an ice!
Relying we are on strength of the hands,
On pitons and thorough help of the friends,
And praying for the ropes would suffice.
We’re hollowing stairs for going up,
Exhausted and smeared, we look for a gap,
Still eager is heart the mountain’s top to get!
Now, you can enjoy the world at your feet,
Still you will envy a little bit
Them who still have the mountain peak ahead.
And the police did not carry weapons.
Only in 83 .... when the movement of the hippies and pank went on, and the youth became more aggressive, the militia allowed to carry batons, not pistols !! They took weapons only when they went to detention on call from the police station ..
Vladimir Vysotsky
Mountain Top
It is not a valley nor is it a plain -
There rock-falls daily you can attain,
An avalanche can fall down again any time.
Spite you can turn off, for strain on your nerve
You will turn down a safety curve -
By precipices to the top prefer to climb.
If had not been there you’d be not aware
Of strains you would be able to bear,
In spite that in dales you set on fire the Thames -
At down-a-hill you cannot reveal
One tenth of that fantastic zeal,
Nor sights beyond of any fairy tales.
There are no graves, memorial plates:
A stone stands for a burial place -
It points out the spot where you have obtained your rest.
Eternally shines by emerald ice
The top for which you’ve paid that price,
That mountain peak with which you have been obsessed.
Let them rag and say, that it’s a wrong way -
But none expires there in vain,
It’s higher than to die from vodka or rum.
Some will change their life and there arrive
To risk, to feel an innate drive,
To conquer the peak you did not overcome.
Steep walls of the crack – don’t be taken aback,
And always keep from chancing your luck:
In mountains is not reliable a rock or a stone, or an ice!
Relying we are on strength of the hands,
On pitons and thorough help of the friends,
And praying for the ropes would suffice.
We’re hollowing stairs for going up,
Exhausted and smeared, we look for a gap,
Still eager is heart the mountain’s top to get!
Now, you can enjoy the world at your feet,
Still you will envy a little bit
Them who still have the mountain peak ahead.
And the police did not carry weapons.
Only in 83 .... when the movement of the hippies and pank went on, and the youth became more aggressive, the militia allowed to carry batons, not pistols !! They took weapons only when they went to detention on call from the police station ..
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ttystikk
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It loses something in the translation.
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