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2026 Day 41

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  2026 Dedh Dogens hag Onan De Meurth, degves mis Whevrel Tuesday, 10th February Austol ha Milano-Cortina; pandr'ew an havalder? Ma tüs ow skittra war rew. Dhort Austol res ew mos en Project Eden rag leur skittra bian, ha tokyn ew respòrres - dhe skittra. Ma othom dhewgh a dokyn en Milan ewedh - dhe vires orth an skittra. Ma moy es üdn leur skittra en Milan. Brâs ens. Ma othom dhe sportys deffrans a rew deffrans - moy tòbm ha nebes medhal po moy yeyn ha pur galish! Skittra artystyk po skittra tooth? Nag eus bes üdn ehen a rew en Project Eden. En Milan an rew a res bos perfydh - ma jynn dhe owna an enep. Havalder aral - an diwedh rag Austol ha Milan ew de Sül, nessa warn ügens mis Whevrel. St. Austell and Milano-Cortina; what is the similarity? People are skating on ice. From St Austell one must go to the Eden Project for a small skating rink, and a ticket is essential - to skate. You also need a ticket in Milan - to watch the skating. There is more than one skating rink in Milan. T...
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2026 Day 40

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2026 Dedh Dewgens De Lün, nawes mis Whevrel Monday, 9th February Erow whei ow mires orth an Gwariow Olympyk Gwav?  My a wrüg mires orth an ceremony egeryans lies liw, ke na wrüga vy whath mires orth sport veth. An egeryans a dhallathas gen golya story ha henwhedhlow Italy, ken mos rag dhe roweth Italy en mûsek, opera, dons, cinema, art, facyon. Leun a liw o. War an diwedh thera dadhel tredh cita ha menedh. Are you watching the Winter Olympic Games? I did watch the colourful opening ceremony, though I have not watched any sport yet. The opening started by celebrating Italy's history and legends, before moving on to Italy's importance in music, opera, dance, cinema, art and fashion. It was very colourful. Finally there was debate between city and mountain.
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2026 Day 39

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  2026 Dedh Nawnjek warn Ügens De Sül, ethves mis Whevrel Sunday, 8th February My a gramblas emann e'n lowarth rag kemeres fotos ow bagas camellia teg. Nena, my a draylyas adro hag otta gwedhen - codhys war an bambou. Nag üjy na wedhen na bambou ow tevy war agan tir, bes mons ow codha a-dreus an min. Gwredhow an wedhen ew tednys mes a'n dor. An gwens a veu crev ha'n dor ew medhal drefen an glaw. Ma meur a whel rag ow gour dhe wil gans y hesken. I climbed up in the garden for taking photos of my lovely camellia bush. Then, I turned round and behold a tree - fallen on the bamboos. Neither tree nor bamboos are growing on our land, but they are falling across the boundary. The tree's roots are pulled out of the ground. The wind was strong and the ground is soft because of the rain. There is a lot of work for my husband to do with his saw.
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2026 Day 38

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  2026 Dedh Etek warn Ügens De Sadorn, seythves mis Whevrel Saturday, 7th February E dalvia dhebm mos dhe'm bagas scriforyon, bes ma drog branja dhebm. Tüs nebes coth en jei ha na veu whans dhebm rei cleves dhodhans. Res veu dhebm mos dhe'm teylu, war nep cor. Moy stout ens! Ow whor-dre-laha a lewyas et hy harr. Ow gohydh a fyttyas kidnyow marthys. Nei a dhebras ow mires orth an gwel teg. Nena, dew bedn-bloodh ha diw desen ha diw gantol! My a wrüg debry re. I should have gone to my writers group, but I have a sore throat. They are quite old people and I didn't want to give them any sickness. I had to go to my family, anyway. They are tougher! My sister-in-law drove in her car. My daughter-in-law prepared a wonderful dinner. We ate, looking at the beautiful view. Then, two birthdays and two cakes and two candles! I ate too much.
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2026 Day 37

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  2026 Dedh Seytek warn Ügens De Gwener, wheffes mis Whevrel Friday, 6th February Ma othom dhewgh a ganfas gwydn, whei a breder, rag morwedh. Bes nag ew hedna gwir. Canfas nowydh ew re smodh, re leven. Nag ew an mor smodh, nag ew an morrep levenhes. Nebes garowder war an canfas ew moy dhe les. Da ew gen John Brenton ûsya collel palet rag lesa oyl-liwyow avel manin war ganfas parys. Dû en kensa, nena gwydn. Liwyow erel ew kemyskys dhort glas tramor, gossen melyn ha sienna leskys, gen badna oyl lin. Tabm ha tabm nei a welas carrygy, cloudys, treth, eborn, todnow, gover bian, mordarth. You need a white canvas, you think, for a seascape. But that is not true. A new canvas is too smooth, too even. The sea is not smooth, the seaside is not levelled. A bit of roughness on the canvas is more interesting. John Brenton likes using a palette knife to spread thick oil paints like butter on a prepared canvas. Black first, then white. Other colours are mixed from ultramarine blue, yellow ochre a...
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2026 Day 36

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2026 Dedh Whetek warn Ügens De Yow, pempes mis Whevrel Thursday, 5th February Hedhyw my eth dhe'm bagas art. Rag kemeres kyttrin colljy, my eth mes ow daras qwarter woja eth. My a gemeras trei kyttrin rag drehedhes an cuntelyans dew our my diwedhes. Rag dew our my a viras orth disqwedhyans liwya, ha nena my a gemeras trei kyttrin moy ha dew our moy rag mos tre. Wòja hedna e veu Yeth an Werin. Wòja hedna my a jûnyas cothmans war Zoom dhe redya An Prysner en Castel Zenda. Na aljama gwil hedna pub dedh! Skith marow o vy. Res vedh gòrtos descrifans an pictour.  Today I went to my art group. To catch the college bus I went out of my door at quarter past eight. I took three buses to reach the meeting two hours later. For two hours I watched a painting demonstration, and then I took three more buses and two more hours for going home. After that there was a Yeth an Werin. After that I joined friends on Zoom to read The Prisoner of Zenda. I could not do that every day! I'm dead tired. Y...
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2026 Day 35

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2026 Dedh Pemdhek warn Ügens De Merher, pajwora mis Whevrel Wednesday, 4th February De Meurth a veu jorna hir raga vy. Res veu dhebm mos bys en Tewyn Plustry rag examnyans ow lagajow. En kensa, my a gerdhas dhe'n savla buss. Ma lily Corawes reb an eglos solabres. Nag eus bes üdn kyttrin pub dew our, etho my eth avarr. My eth dhe vires orth morplaynyoryon e'n mor. (Saw nag o an todnow brâs lowr rag surfya.) Wòja nena, thera othom dhe wòrtos e'n stacyon buss. An kyttrin o delejys, bes my alja mires orth lies edhen trojen ha anjei  ow neyja adro e'n eborn gordhûher (ha mebyon scol war aga diwrosow). Tuesday was a long day for me. I had to go into Newquay for an examination of my eyes. First I walked to the bus stop. There are already daffodils by the church. There is only a bus every two hours, so I went early. I went to watch surfers in the sea. (But the waves weren't big enough for surfing.) Afterwards it was necessary to wait in the bus station. The bus was delayed,...
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