2025 Day 211

 2025 Dedh Dew Cans hag Üdnek

De Merher, degves warn ügens mis Gorefen
Wednesday, 30th July

Hedhyw my a vedn scrifa a nebes taclow bian ha nebes taclow brâs gwelys a-dhiwedhes. My a verkyas tra wydn bian war agan glesin, neppeth rond pecar'a pel golf. Saw nag ewa pel, tabm veth. Crogen ew, crogen oy colobmen coos. Rag fra ma'n grogen war an gwels? A veu an neyth ladrys gen pi po wrüg edhnik mos mes an oy? Ma neppeth rond, bian ha glas. Ew hebma oy? Nag ew. Ploumen ew, codhys dhort gwedhen. An kensa ploumen ew dhort an wedhen ploum na. Wotiwedh! Naw bloodh ew an wedhen. Ha'n taclow brâs? ma trònk-carr brâs stagys en bôwnder vian ogas dhe Todpool ha tan brâs gas dhe Borth Keynans.

Today I will write of some little things and some big things seen recently. I spotted a small white thing on our lawn, something round like a golf ball. But it's not a ball, not at all. It's a shell, a wood-pigeon's egg shell. Why is the shell on the grass? Was the nest robbed by a magpie or did a chick hatch. There's something round, small and green. Is this an egg? No. It's a plum, fallen from a tree. It's the first plum from that plum tree. At last! The tree is nine years old. And the big things? There's a big lorry stuck in a small lane near Todpool and a big fire near Kynance Cove.