Kadrioru park oli kevadesse ärkamas.

Kadrioru park was awakening to spring.

Päikesekiired mänglesid puude okstel ja sulatasid lumevaipa, mis kattis maapinda.

Sunbeams played on the branches of the trees and melted the snow blanket that covered the ground.

Kaja ja Maarja sammusid mööda parki, märgates siin-seal lume alt piiluvat varakevadist rohetippu.

Kaja and Maarja walked through the park, noticing early spring shoots peeking out from under the snow here and there.

Kaja hoidis fotoaparaati kindlalt käes, silmad teraselt lumistelt aladelt midagi erilist otsimas.

Kaja held her camera firmly in her hands, her eyes sharply searching the snowy areas for something special.

"Vaata, Maarja!

"Look, Maarja!

Seal on lumikellukesed!

There are snowdrops!"

" hüüatas Kaja rõõmsalt, osutades väikesele laukale, mis just hakkas päikest nägema.

Kaja exclaimed joyfully, pointing to a small patch just beginning to see the sun.

Ta põlvitas maha, et tabada ideaalset fotot oma blogisse.

She knelt down to capture the perfect photo for her blog.

Pildistamine oli tema kirg ja ta armastas jagada looduse ilu teistega.

Photography was her passion, and she loved sharing the beauty of nature with others.

Samal hetkel aga tõusis järsku tuul.

At that moment, the wind suddenly picked up.

Maarja vaatas üles taeva poole, kus rasked lumepilved kogunesid.

Maarja looked up at the sky where heavy snow clouds were gathering.

"Tundub, et torm tuleb," sõnas ta hooletult.

"It seems a storm is coming," she said casually.

Kaja ei pööranud tähelepanu, keskendudes lilledele.

Kaja paid no attention, focusing on the flowers.

Lumetorm tuli ootamatult ja kiiresti.

The snowstorm came unexpectedly and quickly.

Tugev tuul ning langevad lumehelbed varjasid kõik ümberringi.

Strong winds and falling snowflakes obscured everything around them.

Kaja ei saanud enam oma lillede fotosid teha.

Kaja could no longer take her flower photos.

"Mis me nüüd teeme?

"What do we do now?"

" küsis ta ärevuses, lumesajus vehkimise jooksul tundes, kuidas tema plaanid aina käest libisevad.

she asked anxiously, feeling her plans slipping away as she flailed in the snowfall.

Maarja naeratas rahulikult.

Maarja smiled calmly.

"Võiksime lihtsalt oodata, kuni torm üle läheb.

"We could just wait for the storm to pass.

Vaata, seal on suur puu, mille oksad pakuvad meile varju," soovitas ta, osutades puule, mille all lund vähem sadas.

Look, there's a big tree whose branches will give us some shelter," she suggested, pointing to a tree where the snow was falling less.

Kaja tundis end ebamugavalt ja abitult.

Kaja felt uncomfortable and helpless.

Tema organiseeritud maailm oli hetkega pea peale pööratud.

Her organized world had turned upside down in an instant.

„Aga kuidas me koju saame?

"But how will we get home?"

“ muretses ta.

she worried.

„Ära muretse,“ ütles Maarja lohutavalt.

"Don't worry," Maarja said reassuringly.

„Vahel tuleb lihtsalt hetke elada ja mitte muretseda tuleviku pärast.

"Sometimes you just have to live in the moment and not worry about the future."

“Nad pugesid puu alla.

They huddled under the tree.

Torm ei paistnud mööduvat, kuid kui nad piilusid puude alt välja, märkas Kaja midagi imelist: hoolimata lumesajust olid mõned lumikellukesed endiselt püsti, valged kroonlehed lumekristallides kaunilt helkimas.

The storm showed no signs of passing, but when they peered out from under the trees, Kaja noticed something wonderful: despite the heavy snowfall, some snowdrops were still standing, their white petals glistening beautifully with snow crystals.

Ta seadis end pildistamisvalmis ja klõpsis kiirustades, jäädvustades kõik need kaunid hetked.

She prepared her camera and clicked hurriedly, capturing all those beautiful moments.

Kaja vabanes järk-järgult oma kontrollivajadusest ja kergendus asendas ärevuse.

Kaja gradually let go of her need for control, and relief replaced the anxiety.

Ta mõistis, et Maarja oli talle väärtusliku õppetunni andnud – et vahel on kaosest sündiv ilu.

She realized that Maarja had given her a valuable lesson – that sometimes beauty arises from chaos.

Lõpuks hakkas torm taanduma.

Finally, the storm began to subside.

Kaja ja Maarja naeratasid teineteisele ning asusid parkist väljapääsu poole teele, teades, et vaatamata ilmastikuoludele olid nad leidnud midagi hindamatut.

Kaja and Maarja smiled at each other and headed toward the exit of the park, knowing that despite the weather conditions, they had found something priceless.

Kadrioru park oli ikka sama imeline, isegi varakevadel tormi ja lumesajuga.

Kadrioru park was still as wonderful, even in early spring with the storm and snowfall.

Ja nii astusid kaks sõpra sinna päeva lõppedes, igaüks neist natuke muutununa ja avatumana alati võimalike ootamatuste suhtes, mida elu pakkuda võib.

And so the two friends departed as the day ended, both a little changed and more open to the unexpected possibilities that life may offer.