Notes from a Hermit

I have been listening to a lot of Frida Hyvönen today, which is odd considering I've not been able to pull myself away from Twin Peaks (one episode away from the end!) for the last week.

Here is a song that I really like, and it is a song that (if this makes any sense) feels like snow to me. Maybe I should send you sunny feeling songs, but, come on, you're in Russia. And it's not a bad sort of snow. It's the clean kind. Before the trucks come along.



-Lauren