2019 Day 139

Dedh Cans Nawnjek warn Ügens

De Sül, nawnjegves mis Me

Sunday, 19^th May

Ma pemp sens dhe nei oll – sens a glowas, sens a weles, sens a dastya, sens a dava ha gallos dhe ajon (aswon) sawarnow. Po, martesen, tho whei onan an düs euthyk tanow ma dhodhans wheffes sens! Et ow blogg me ell disqwedhes dhewgh an taclow ew gwelys genam dhort jorna dhe jorna. Whei ell gweles liwyow an flourys wheg. Saw na ello whei clowes mola dhû ow cana en gwedhen ogas dhe’n chei – ha na ello whei clowes mola dhû aral moy en peldar hy gorreby hei. Whei ell gweles an blejyow spern gwydn saw nag ew aga sawarn wheg danvenys dhewgh. Me ell scrifa adro dhe’n gwens bes nag üjy y yeynder ow tava agas crohen. Ha na ello whei tastya bes agas boos agas honan!

We all have five senses – sense of hearing, sense of sight, sense of taste and the ability to recognise smells. Or, perhaps, you are one of the terribly rare people who have a sixth sense! In my blog I can show you the things I have seen from day to day. You can see the colours of the lovely flowers. But you can’t hear a blackbird singing in a tree near the house – nor can you hear another blackbird further away answering it. You can see the white thorn blossom but its sweet smell is not sent to you. I can write about the wind but its chill does not touch your skin. And you can only taste your own food!