A Year of Late Cornish

A Year of Late Cornish 2026 Dedh Trei Ügens ha Whegh De Sadorn, seythves mis Meurh Saturday, 7th March John Boson, Kernow genys en Pluw Powl e'n vledhen mil whegh cans dogens ha pemdhek, o mab Nicholas Boson. Ev a dhescas an tavas Kernôwek dhort y sira - hag ev a dhescas William Gwavas y hònan. E'n vledhen y genesegeth nag era metêrn. Metêrn Charles a veu dibednys ha thera Oliver Cromwell ha Puritans ow routya. Termyn calish o rag an Eglos  Catholik ha'n Eglos Anglican. Degedhow o nekevys. Wòja nebes bledhydnyow meternow ha meternesow a veu dewhelys. Rag fra o hedna dhe les dhe'n düs Kernow? Otta Metêrnes Anne en seytek cans ha dew! Deg bledhen yonca o hei avel John Boson. Thera whans dhedhy a scodhya Eglos Pow an Sowson - gen mòna dhort degedhow - henwys "Dadder Metêrnes Anne". Nag o hedna meurgerys gen tiogow ha tüs an puskes.  En "Reem an Parra Hern" ma John Boson ow scrifa:  "Tees Por Dega dega Creea" (ma tüs an porth ow creia 'dega...

  2026 Dedh Trei Ügens ha Pemp   De Gwener, wheffes mis Meurh Friday, 6th March Pur wenjek o an nos, ha lebmyn ma lies lôst on war an glesin. A vedh lies knofen goll e'n kidnyadh? Da ew genam know coll saw, dres lycklod, anjei a vedh debrys gen gwyweres. Na ellam gweles an flourys benow rüdh war an wedhen, re vian ens. Gwell ew genam mires orth ow brially war an mena. Nag ew pup tra teg. Shyndys  'veu ow crow gen oll an hager awel ha nebes taclow ew gossenys. Lies tra ew gleb ha pyndy.    The night was very windy, and now there are many catkins (lambs tails) on the lawn. Will there be lots of hazelnuts in the autumn? I like hazelnuts but, probably, they will be eaten by squirrels. I can't see the red female flowers on the tree, they're too small. I prefer to look at my primroses on the hillside. Not everything is beautiful. My shed was damaged by all the bad weather and some things have gone rusty. A lot of things are wet and mouldy. Gerva rag hedhyw  Vocab...

  2026 Dedh Trei Ügens ha Pajar De Yow, pempes mis Meurh Thursday, 5th March Degol Peran lôwen dhe whei oll. Nag ew an gewer pur dha hedhyw - nag ew da rag procecyons. Glaw a wra. Na aljama mos en Truru hedhyw, saw da via genam gweles an rolyer eth gwir henwys Cita Truru! Patron ew hebma. Happy St Piran's Day to you all. The weather is not very good today - it's not good for processions. It rains. I couldn't go into Truro today, though I'd like to see the real steamroller called the City of Truro! This is a model.

  2026 Dedh Trei Ügens ha Trei De Merher, pajwora mis Meurh Wednesday, 4th March Ero whei ow qweles pictours en cloudys? Lies gweyth en gwav thew an eborn gorherys en tien ha nag ewa bes loos. Hedhyw, radn an eborn o cler ha blou, bes tûa'n west thera cloudys bian, pecar'a para deves. Mons ow trei co dhebm a neppeth. Ewa cawlvleujen? Do you see pictures in clouds? Often in winter the sky is completely overcast and it is just grey. Today, part of the sky was clear and blue, but towards the west there were little clouds, like a flock of sheep. They remind me of something. Is it cauliflower?

2026 Dedh Trei Ügens ha Dew De Meurth, tryja mis Meurth Tuesday, 3rd March Pur leb o an gwav, re a law. Pur wenjek o, re lies enawel. Bes lôwen ew an losow. An gwens a whethas has a-derdro. Lebmyn ma glasbrednyer ha brially nowydh war an glesin. Ma flourys ha buddys war vagasow cottha. Ma camellia rüdh tredh avalen ha perbren. Ma'n lily Corawes ow mires war tûa'n howldrevel, e'n est. The winter was very wet, too much rain. It was very windy, too many storms. But the plants are happy. The wind blew seeds all around. Now there are tree seedlings and new primroses on the lawn. There are flowers and buds on older bushes. There's a red camellia between an apple tree and a pear tree. The daffodils are looking towards the sunrise, in the east.

2026 Dedh Trei Ügens hag Onan De Lün, nessa mis Meurth Monday,  2nd March Terweythyow nag eus dhebm tibyans veth, ha na wöra vy pandra dhe scrifa. Ha terweythyow ma dhebm re a dibyansow ha na ellama dewis! Ma lavar coth: Re a üdn dra na dal traveth.  Hedhyw, na wrüga vy scrifa traveth dhe les. A veu vy heb tibyans po heb ervirans? Sometimes I don't have a single idea, and I don't know what to write. And sometimes I have too many ideas and I cannot choose! There is a proverb: Too much of one thing is worth nothing. Today, I didn't write anything interesting. Was I without an idea or without a decision?