The world of nature has always been an unfailing source of beauty, inspiring humans with its wisdom and pushing them to perform various actions and constantly shaping them. It has reciprocated with its beauty to those who integrated with it in a symbiosis with the environment.
Hills, hillsides sloping towards rivers and valleys are the perfect environment for thermophile plants. Such landscapes, shaped millions of years ago by glaciers are now our heritage. We are responsible for this common garden of ours.
The Vineyard “ogród Pański” forms a symbolic idea of the human life in symbiosis with the natural cycle of four seasons of the year.
Old Vine Hill in Górzyków is one of such peculiar places where time has stopped thanks to the grapevines which have given this place its character.
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By finding years ago “ wild grapevine bushes” which thanks to their power of survival continued to grow throughout the years over the southern slope of the Oder prominence towards the valley of Oder river, waiting patiently for my absolution, I suddenly felt that the nature was offering me an incredible heritage of the ancestors as well as the responsibility. The responsibility which should be one of the most important aspects of life, deciding upon our destiny. I then realized that I found my place on earth, my garden – The Vine Hill – Górzykowo.
Two beautiful limes of pastor Wegner, guarding the magical vine garden, with the winding grapevine sprouts on the old oaks, so characteristic of that place, towards the sun remind us of the special history of the hill, seem to have always been the vineyards.
Unique places attract unique people. Alexander von Humboldt together with his friend, the pastor, enchanted by the magic of the slope spent their summer time there, cultivating their unique garden, brought it to life and gave it a vineyard character.
Two trees, the monuments of nature, like the immortal plane trees, likely to had been shaped by Alexander, growing at the verge of the terrace, guard not only the vineyard, but also the idea passed onto the descendants.
“hoc erat in votis”- from Latin means “that is what I have been praying for” (Horace, Satires, 2,6,1)