Day Twenty-three

An Tryja Dedh Warn Ügens

De Merher ew, an pajwora warn ügensves a vis Genver. Thera rüdhek e’n losowjy. Devedhys veu va der lappa cathes terrys. Me a gachyas an edhen bian gen diwla ha’n gorra mes der an daras. Ev a darneyjas kerr. Lebmen mava o càna e’n ke. 
It’s Wednesday, the 24th January. There was a robin in the conservatory. It had come through a broken cat flap. I caught the little bird with two hands and put it out through the door. It flapped away. Now it is singing in the hedge.
Degensete me a welas edhen bian aral reb pollen. Tho hei gwradn. Na wrüg hei besca (byscath) doas dhe’n bord edhnow. Martesen nag ew da genjy has.

The day before yesterday I saw another little bird by a puddle. It was a wren. She has never come to the bird table. Perhaps she does not like seeds.

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