Jaśkowe Pole

You can't forget the taste of semolina with raspberry sauce. Grandma Zosia served it to me after a whole day spent outside. The scorching sun, the sound of a tapped scythe and clouds of rising dust - these are the images that come to mind when I think about the time spent with my grandfather Jasiek. Every summer I helped him with the harvest and I still smile when I remember all those holidays. The land in Jastrzębia was the apple of my grandfather's eye. As a boy, I watched with admiration how much energy he put into farming, how carefully he looked after everything and cared for every meter. When Jasiek was a little boy, he lived in a house that was located in the back part of Jasiek Pole's garden. This beautiful area bordering a landscape park became a witness to family history: over time, grandfather married grandmother Zofia, and their family grew to include four wonderful daughters: Stasia, Alicja, Gienia and Basia. I named four tents after them in the intimate glamping area on my grandfather's former field. Jaśkowe Pole is woven with memories of childhood carefreeness and holidays in the sun with a view of the Lesser Poland hills. I wanted to create an atmosphere of old times in this place. If you want to spend evenings by the fire, sharing stories and enjoying each other's presence, I invite you to the land of my childhood.