Small village of Tarnowo is situated by the Stara Rega river in the Łobez municipality in Zachodniopomorskie voivodeship. The Łobez municipality lies in the central part of West Pomerania, in the Łobeski poviat. It is located in the Łobeska upland and Drawskie lakeland - the most interesting landscapes of the Zachodniopomorskie voivodeship.
First record about Tarnowo can already be found in documents dating back to the 17th century. The village and its surroundings were owned by the Borcke family until the 18th century and then again, until the end of the 19th century. In the years 1939-1945 the village of Tarnowo was owned by Hildegarda von Borcke.
First historical records concerning the watermill in Tarnowo date back to the 18th century. The present building was erected at the beginning of the 20th century, in 1903, on the site of its wooden predecessor, thanks to Stefan von Borcke. The facility made of ceramic brick, with a high roof, has as many as 4 floors. Adjacent to the basic building on the northern side is the building of water power plant which is still in operation. The original technical equipment from before 1945, conveyor and milling devices, has also been preserved to this day.
The citizens of Tarnowo are famous for keeping their kitchen gardens neat and tidy. Thanks to their commitment, the village received awards in “The most beautiful village” contest, in the Łobeski poviat. No wonder the present owner (since 2005) of “Młyn nad Starą Regą” chose to run his business in this locality - it was in this village that his grandparents settled after the war. Right after the purchase of the mill he started renovation works and within two years he transformed a damaged and neglected building in a dynamically operating centre.
Była upalna wiosna roku Pańskiego 2007 Młyn i obejście w Tarnowie pod rekę i serce łaskawego Grzegorza z Kotwickich Rodu trafiły szczęśliwie. Pan ów hojny i szczodry dla odbudowy majątku tegoż się okazał, a dla ludzi sprawiedliwy. Staraniem Jego ożył Młyn stary rozpalano w kuchni, zabiły zegary. Zapachniało chlebem. A ja tam byłam...