We set off in the morning, when the afternight fog was still lurking close to the ground.
After a while we reached the bridge, a well known place by all lovers and marriages, but also the residence of the ducks, swans and many other species of birds that I'm unable to name. At some moment the birds were frightened away by some sudden noise and lifted from the (so far) undisturbed surface of the water.
After a while the view became clearer and the colours more vivid. Our park (named after Helena Majdaniec, "the twist quenn") is a very nice place to stroll around in all seasons.