Sometimes I just need to escape to the nature.
I grew up in a tiny suburb outside of Stockholm called Skogås, which translate to ”wood hill”, and is placed between two lakes surrounded by forest. We walked barefoot through moss and pine needles to get to the lakes in the summers, feeling the soft and hard nature under our feet.

I remembered every tree and rock close to our home. I still would if I went back.

My childhood room was filled with books about nature, my shelves was filled with stones and dried plants. I was even a child-member of the Museum of Natural History in Stockholm.
I have always been close to nature, but somehow lost it.
I used to be able to hold my breath for several minutes while I sat on lake bed next to the pier, watching the sun dance on the surface above me. Not anymore. 

Very often, I have this craving that I must see the ocean, stand still in a silent forest, walk the paths in my childhood areas. Just to feel this connection to mother nature I’ve lost.

/ Thobias Malmberg