Day Hundred and Thirty-three
An Cansves
Dedh Terdhek warn Ügens
De Lün,
pajerdegves mis Me. Mettin pur drosüs ew. Ma cülyek o creia en bargen tir en
ogas ha ma payon o carma dhe’y bayes e’n lowarth kentrevek. Et agan shymbla
coth ma chôkys o neythy, cravas ha renky. En avalen ma colomednow coos hag en
keow ma lies ehen deffrans a edhyn. Me ell clowes mola dhû, mola loos ha rüdhek
o càna oll. En neb le ma gòlvadnas ha heckamolas erel. E’n garth ma’n kei o tenjel
tabm a günys.
Monday,
14th May. It’s a very noisy morning. A cockerel is crowing in a nearby
farm and a peacock is calling out to his peahen in a neighbour’s garden. In our
old chimney there are jackdaws nesting, scrabbling and cawing. In an apple tree
there are wood pigeons and in hedges there are many different types of birds. I
can hear a blackbird, a song thrush and a robin all singing. Somewhere there are
sparrows and other dickybirds. In the yard the dog is chewing a bit of
firewood.
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