Solni cvet

Dan je bil vroč in miren. Zvečer so bili bazeni ravni in tihi. Polly je stala na robu bazena in čakala.

The day was hot and still. In the evening, the pools were flat and quiet. Polly stood at the edge of a pool and waited.

Potem so na vrhu vode zrasli tanki beli kristali. Bili so kot ledene rože na oknu. Solinarji jim pravijo solni cvet. Pridejo samo v mirnih, toplih dneh. To je najfinejša sol od vseh.

Then thin white crystals grew on the top of the water. They looked like frost. The workers call them the flower of salt. They come only on calm, warm days. This is the finest salt of all.

Prišel je solinar s fino mrežo na dolgem lesenem okvirju. Zelo nežno je pobral bele cvetove. Polly je sedela na koncu okvirja in gledala.

A worker came with a fine net on a long wooden frame. He lifted the white flowers very gently. Polly sat on the end of the frame and watched.

Sonce je zašlo. Bazeni so postali rožnati in oranžni. Na njenem peresu je sedel drobcen kristal. Poskusila ga je. Imel je okus po morju in soncu.

The sun went down. The pools turned pink and orange. One tiny crystal sat on Polly's feather. She tasted it. It tasted of the sea and the sun.