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.