A Flor de Sal
On a hot still evening, thin crystals bloom on the surface of the brine, and Polly watches the finest salt of all being lifted with a net on a wooden frame.
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O dia estava quente e parado. Ao fim do dia, os tanques estavam lisos e calmos. Polly ficou na borda de um tanque e esperou.
Depois, finos cristais brancos cresceram em cima da água. Pareciam geada. Os salineiros chamam-lhes flor de sal. Só aparecem em dias calmos e quentes. É o sal mais fino de todos.
Um salineiro chegou com uma rede fina numa longa armação de madeira. Levantou as flores brancas com muito cuidado. Polly sentou-se na ponta da armação e ficou a ver.
O sol pôs-se. Os tanques ficaram cor-de-rosa e laranja. Um cristal pequenino estava na pena de Polly. Ela provou-o. Sabia ao mar e ao sol.
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