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Spring is coming…

„The spring let her flowery braids loose, the meadows are like a colourful stall…”

Ponidzie and spring, as poet Wojciech Belon sang. The spring has come to Ponidzie. Its timid traces were met on the top of Pińczowski Projection where the first pheasant’s eyes bloom. We would like to encourage all lovers of Ponidzie to look for spring on the wonderful xerothermic grassland in our parks.

„… and the spring is coming”

See you in the wild.