Day Three Hundred and Fifty-two

Trei Hansves Dedh Dewdhek ha Dogans

De Merher, nownjegves mis Kevardhû.
Wednesday, 19th December
Pandr’ellama scrifa hedhyw? Na wrüga vy gwil tra veth dhe les! Me a gerras (gerdhas) gans an keun, bes res veu dhebm dhe hastya tre awos an glaw. Nag eus tra veth pigüs dhe vy hedhyw – na tele, na radyo, na leverow! Sqwithys o vy, keniver tra ew blewek/sqwithüs! Me a dal gwil nebes art, bes na ellama gwil düwon rag cavos o daffar. Me a wras dew bott a jam - gen sûgra, mor dû (rewys), dew limaval, üdn aval, üdn beren ha badna (po moy) dowr ros. Prevyans sowyn!
What can I write today? I haven’t done anything interesting! I walked with the dogs, but had to hurry home because of the rain. There is nothing exciting to me today – neither TV, nor radio, nor books. I’m fed up (bored), everything is boring. I should do some art, but I can’t be bothered to find my materials. I made two pots of jam – with sugar, blackberries (frozen), two lemons, one apple, one pear and a drop (or more) of rose-water. A successful experiment!

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