De Meurth, üdnegves warn ügens mis Kevardh û Tuesday, 31st December Martesen an liw de a veu owr rag termyn cott, bes hedhyw glas ew an eborn, maga loos avel l ü jiw. Res ew dhebm whilas liwyow erel. Otta ü dn camellia r ü dh emesk scorrednow didhel an perbren. Ma flourys moy war an camellia rosliw ewedh. Troblys oma rag ow flourys. Ma flourys gwenton ow tos ken diwedhys ew an gwav. Scantlowr dallathys ew an gwav. An gewer a wra treylya moy yeyn. E vedh rew, martesen ergh, hag ow flourys a wra merwel. Nag ew mis Whevrel nevra mis da. Perhaps the colour yesterday was gold for a short time, but today the sky is grey, as grey as ashes. I have to look for other colours. Here's one red camelia among the leafless branches of the pear tree. There are more flowers on the pink camelia too. I am worried about my flowers. Spring flowers are coming before the winter has finished. The winter has hardly started. The weather will get colder. There will be frost, perhaps snow, and my flowers will...
De Sadorn, ügensves mis Gorefen Saturday, 20th July Lôwen o vy hedhyw. Bern brâs a hôrn coth rag dasûsya ew gellys. Whath ma meur a whel dhe wil rag orna ha glanhe an lowarth. Kernow ew drog gerys rag kewer lawek. An ayr ogas dhe'n mor ell bos holanek lowr ewedh, rag hedna hôrn ell gosseny en üskis. Trampolin agan flehes wydn a dreylyas gossednek ha nag o va saw na velha. Res veu dhe'n slynk y din coth mos ewedh. Den wheg, Dan Hall a Redrüdh, a dheuth gen vann gwydn ha kemeres an taclow dhe ves. I'm happy today. A big heap of scrap iron for recycling is gone. There's still a lot of work to do to organise and clean up the garden. Cornwall is notorious for rainy weather. The air near the sea can be quite salty too, therefore iron can rust quickly. Our grandchildren's trampoline became rusty and it wasn't safe any more. The old slide had to go too. A nice man, Dan Hall of Redruth, came with a white van and took the things away. Deg ger rag hedhyw Ten wor...
De L ü n, tryja warn ügens mis Kevardh û Monday, 23rd December Terweythyow en gwav nei ell gweles howldrevel pur deg. En hebma, ma'n howl isel ow c ò lowa an cloudys r ü dhwyn ha r ü dhvelyn, emesk an loos ha blou. Heb dout e vedh lies howldrevel en hav magata - saw na wra vy dif ü na a-varr lowr e'n mettin rag aga gweles. Soweth, na wrüga vy besca gweles howldrevel Stonehenge en bledhydnyow tremenys, ha na wra vy nevra y weles en termyn a vedn dos. Sometimes in winter we can see a very beautiful sunrise. In this one, the low sun is illuminating the clouds pink and orange, among the grey and blue. Without doubt there will be many beautiful sunrises in summer as well - but I won't wake up early enough in the morning to see them. Sadly, I have never seen Stonehenge sunrise in years gone by, and I will never see it in the future. Nebes geryow Some words a-varr e'n mettin early in the morning besca ~ besketh never (past) div ü na ~ dif üna ~ dif üny to wake up g ò low...
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