Day Forty-one

An Dogensves (Dew ügensves) Dedh hag Onan

De Sül, üdnegves mis Whevrel. Thera gwens crev ha yeyn dhen hedhyw, ha thera howl spladn ewedh.  O lien golhys a wrüg seha war an linen. Bettegens herwydh towl an gewer nei ell gwaytyas glaw po keser moy avorow ha trenja.

Saturday, 11th February. We had a strong cold wind today, and there was bright sun as well. My washed linen dried on the line. However according to the weather forecast we can expect more rain or hail tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Nag ew an dhargan lôwenek, saw nei ell boas lôwenek. Solabres ma lily Corawys en keow ha ma lies lôst ôn war golednow. Ma gwelys genam nebes brially ewedh.

The forecast is not cheerful, but we can be cheerful. Already there are daffodils in hedges and there are many catkins on hazel trees. I have seen a few primroses as well.

Na wrüga vy gweles an mor hedhyw, etho na örama y liw, bes me a’n glowas. Thera vy clowes tros an mor lebmyn en pelder. Me ör (Wörama) drew ev garow ha, dres lycklod, thew morlanow.

I didn’t see the sea today, so I don’t know its colour, but I heard it. I hear the sound of the sea now in the distance. I know that it is rough and, probably, it is high tide.