Zahrada našeho starého vodního mlýna právě dostala nový život – nebo spíš nový smích. S radostí vám představujeme nové dřevěné dětské hřiště, které jsme s

Professor Jiří Šebek’s article A Stop at the Humpolecký Mill invites more reflection than most places — for the more radically the recent ruling authorities, in all their well-known narrow-mindedness, destroyed the historical heart of the town with ruin and soulless construction clutter, the more enduringly the old familiar buildings remain a source of constancy.

While Water Sprite Augustínek watches over the mill and the stream, someone else has quietly settled on the other side of the garden. No one knows his real name, but children started calling him Rákosníček

Once upon a time – or perhaps just recently – a peculiar visitor appeared by the stream next to the Humpolec Mill. He wore a green coat, long fair hair, red boots, and a crown-like hat that glistened like a drop of dew when touched by sunlight.