Tá brat sneachta ag clúdach Gairdíní Cill Iníon Léinín, agus is áit shuaimhneach í an gheimhreadh.

A blanket of snow is covering Gairdíní Cill Iníon Léinín, and it's a peaceful place in the winter.

Tá na crainn nocht agus na bláthanna reoite fós álainn, cosúil le pictiúr i seanleabhar.

The bare trees and the frozen flowers are still beautiful, like a picture in an old book.

I measc an chiúnais, tá Eamon ag siúl leis féin, ag lorg síocháin ó bhriseadh croí.

Among the silence, Eamon is walking alone, seeking peace from a broken heart.

Is é seo gach rud a theastaíonn uaidh inniu - am ciúin lena smaointe féin.

This is all he wants today - quiet time with his own thoughts.

Ag céim eile sa gairdín, tá Siobhán, grianghrafadóir lán de cheol agus súil ghéar d’áilleacht, ag cuardach an phictiúir is fearr le haghaidh an iris.

Elsewhere in the garden, Siobhán, a photographer full of music and a keen eye for beauty, is nearby, searching for the best picture for the magazine.

Tá sí ag súil go gcuirfidh sí iontas ar an saol leis an gcineál áilleachta nach bhfeiceann mórán daoine.

She hopes to amaze the world with a kind of beauty that many do not see.

Téann cosán Eamoin agus Siobhán trasna a chéile faoi chrann ard, a dhuilleoga caillte aige.

Eamon's and Siobhán's paths cross under a tall tree that has lost its leaves.

Tá coinneamh beagáinín míshuaimhneach.

It's a slightly uneasy meeting.

Eamon ag iarraidh gan a bheith faoi deara.

Eamon wants to remain unnoticed.

Is maith leis a bheith i gcuideachta ann féin.

He likes being in his own company.

Tá Siobhán caol díreach faoi, ach déanann sé iarracht a grá don nádúr a roinnt le Eamon.

Siobhán is straightforward but tries to share her love of nature with Eamon.

"Nach álainn iad na bláthanna reoite?" a deir sí. Tá aoibh gháire beag ar a híomhá.

"Aren't the frozen flowers beautiful?" she says, with a small smile on her face.

Féachann Eamon orthu, ag smaoineamh ar an méid atá caillte aige, ach glactar go hobann leis na focail.

Eamon looks at them, thinking about what he has lost, but suddenly he's taken by the words.

Gabhann Eamon na nótaí i mbriathra Siobhán, agus cé go bhfuil sé cúthalach, tosaíonn sé ag caint léi go mall.

Eamon takes note of the words in Siobhán's voice, and even though he is shy, he begins to speak with her slowly.

Tugann sé faoi deara an bealach a fhéachann sí ar an domhan.

He notices the way she looks at the world.

Ní fheiceann sé seo go minic - duine a fheiceann áilleacht ceart leis an gcéad amharc.

He doesn't often see this - someone who sees beauty at first glance.

De réir a chéile tosaíonn seisiún Siobhán a bhailiú ó copair doiléir.

Gradually, Siobhán's session begins to collect from blurry snapshots.

Tosaíonn sí ag insint do Eamon faoi rudaí a thaitníonn léi a fháil sa dúlra.

She starts telling Eamon about the things she likes to find in nature.

Tá Eamon ag éisteacht agus ag smaoineamh.

Eamon listens and thinks.

In earnáil mhagaireach, ba í a mianach dúisitheach a bhriseann sé a mharóg, ag tabhairt go bhfuil rud éigin ann fiú ar laethanta an-fuar.

In a playful moment, her inspiring passion breaks through his melancholy, making him realize there is something even on the coldest days.

Tosaíonn siad ag siúl lena chéile.

They begin walking together.

Gan choinne, glacann ceamara Siobhán nóiméad.

Unexpectedly, Siobhán's camera captures a moment.

Tá sé nuair a bhíonn Eamon ag gáire, gáire fíor díseachta.

It's when Eamon is laughing, a true and sincere laugh.

Sa splitfhorleathadh sin leathnaíonn gach rud amach.

In that fleeting moment, everything spreads out.

Tá sé saor.

He is free.

Fágann Eamon agus Siobhán a chéile faoi dheireadh an lae, gealltanas déanta go bhfeicfidh siad arís a chéile.

Eamon and Siobhán leave each other by the end of the day, a promise made to see one another again.

Tá rud éigin athraithe.

Something has changed.

Tá an gairdín fós ag fanacht ciúin, fén scáth sneanntachta, mar más rud é go ndearnadh an domhan agus cinneadh mór á dhéanamh.

The garden still waits quietly, under the shadow of snowfall, as if the world had paused and a big decision was being made.

Ag breathnú siar, tuigeann Eamon go bhfuil an saol lán de phósairí nua.

Looking back, Eamon realizes that life is full of new opportunities.

Tuigeann sé go bhfuil áilleacht ann, fiú i na glinn an gheimhridh agus sa chomanamaíocht.

He understands that there is beauty, even in the depths of winter and solitude.

Is féidir le Siobhán coscarú eile a fheiceáil i ngach tabhairiú grianghraf.

Siobhán can see another separation in each photographic offering.

Beidh sí i gcónaí ag iarraidh an áit is doimhne.

She will always seek the deepest place.

I dtaobh a chéile, ar maidin fuar gheimhreadh, scaipeadar éadrom iontach, ceann a d’fhásfadh sa chroí le ham, trí mheán cumarsáide.

Together, on a cold winter morning, they spread an amazing light, one that would grow in the heart over time, through the medium of communication.