The audio above was recorded at my parent’s backyard right at the edge of a forest spring last year. While living in Finland, I didn’t appreciate enough those little details, but now I’m constantly longing for them. I was homesick when making the solo, and hoped to spend the Easter in Finland, but the lockdown got me grounded in Berlin.

I miss many things; the feeling of freeze on my cheeks and the frost on my eyelashes. I miss how my thighs would get piggy-pink from cold when I wasn’t dressed up enough. I miss the cracking sounds of burning wood in our sauna. And I miss the crunchy sound under my feet during winter.

Thank you Jussi Alaraasakka for the recording.

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Diethild Meier
3 years ago

Thank you for sharing this, Milla! The sound recording of footsteps in the snow makes me feel strangely melancholic – or it might even connect me to a feeling of loss, the loss of snowy winters here in Germany, of childhood, of forest… anyway, I actually don’t wanna sound too sad in this comment! I think a little melancholy once in a while is healthy. hugs to you!