Day Eighty-one
An Kensa Dedh
ha Pajar Ügens
De Gwener ew, tryja warn ügens mis
Meurth. Gellys ew an gwav, wor’tiwedh. Thera dhen howl en mettin ha glaw en
dohajedh, saw nag era dhen ergh na keser na rew. Jorna blewek ew – meur a lavür
tre dhe wil. Pres ew dhe wòrtos tre ha golhy an lestry, golhy an dillas, glanhe
an leuryow ha gwitha war an bestes. (Ma dhebm üdn kei, diw gath ha dew gònin e’n
polj ma).
It’s Friday, 23nd March. Winter has gone, at last. We had sun in the
morning and rain in the afternoon, but we didn’t have snow or hail or frost. It
is a boring day – lots of housework to do. It’s time to stay home and do the
dishes, wash the clothes, clean the floors and look after the animals. (I have
one dog, two cats and two rabbits at the moment).
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