Freinberg ①
In Linz, we often visited Freinberg. Freinberg is an accessible mountain—or rather, a gentle hill—rising only about 150 meters above the city. Being so close to the urban center, we ended up walking every corner of it inside and out.
In spring, the vast open meadows burst into a riot of native wildflowers, and the vibrant chorus of insects was truly wonderful. Perhaps experiencing the arrival of spring in a foreign land in the middle of a pandemic made the preciousness of everyday nature resonate even more deeply with us. We grew so fond of Freinberg that we returned time and again to photograph and record the local flora and insects. It turned out that many locals shared our love for Freinberg's natural beauty; once, right after we finished recording, someone struck up a conversation, saying, "I've seen you two recording around here before. It’s a wonderful soundscape, isn’t it?" Scattered across the meadows stood several ancient, solitary trees, and as we stroked their trunks or sat on them, we found ourselves imagining narratives.
Passing through the meadow area led to a forest rich with a wide variety of trees. Small mammals and birds were, naturally, abundant, making every walk through Freinberg feel fresh and delightful, no matter how often we strolled its paths.