Day Two Hundred and Twenty-five
De Meurth, pajerdegves mis Est.
Tuesday, 14th August.
Me a gar
nosow cosel heb gwens. Me ell kerdhes mes a chei vy ha clowes son an mor. Nag
eus tros kerry ha ma son o moas etta dres ayr an nos. Me a gar nosow heb loor
ha heb commol magata. Nena me ell sevel et o lowarth ha mires orth rûth veur a
ster. Nag eus bes üdn launter stret en ogas.
I love quiet, windless nights. I can walk out of my
house and hear the sound of the sea. There is no traffic noise and sound
travels well through the night air. I love moonless, cloudless nights as well.
Then I can stand in my garden and look at a multitude of stars. There is only
one street lamp nearby.
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