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Sublime  •  10 September 2021  •  Fiction

Viridescent

By Mauli Fernando
Viridescent

For a few days each year, there’s an amicable aura in the air. The winter wind no longer cuts the skin or bites at the tip of the nose, but rather mellows into a viscous, still haze. You take another deep breath, just to be sure it wasn’t just a passing breeze, but its trace still lingers, almost palpable. Winter’s bitter hold melts soothingly into Spring. Each inhale brings forth memories of the sun,and eucalypt-scented air. The welcomed breeze whispers in your ears and leaves echoes of rustling through trees. Sunlight writhes through the canopy, making its way between leaves and branches, speckling shades of gilded rays onto the footpath. Those moments of carefree laughter sitting around a pool, or the sweet relief of rolling down a car window, seem almost within reach. The green in the trees looks brighter, and somehow, the memories shared with others become more vivid. For those first few breaths, the subliminal beauty of the world is infectious, and the air is ripe with anticipation.

The following is a collection of photos taken over a number of years, in the days when it seemed like the seasons were ready to change. 

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