2026 Day 255

 2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pemdhek ha Dogens

De Sadorn, dewdhegves mis Gwedngala 
Saturday, 12th September

Hedhyw, my a gramblas war venedh et ow lowarth dhe vires ort an ploumbren coth. Dhort an ke my ell gweles Menedh Budnick en pellder. Eus ploum? Eus po nag eus? Ma mes glas. An gwyweres a vedh lôwen; nag eus know coll gerys. An edhyn a vedh contentys; e vedh ogan hag agrows lowr rag an gwav. A vedhama plesys? Da ew genam ploum; rag debry, rag bryjyon po rag gwil gin ploum. Ma bohes eyrin da saw, en gwettha pres, brâssa radn an ploum ew cüdhys gen kewny gwydn. Pe le ma an gin?

Today, I climbed uphill in my garden to look at the old plum tree. From the hedge I can see Budnick Hill. Are there any plums? Are there or aren't there? There are unripe acorns. The squirrels will be happy; there are no hazelnuts left. The birds will be contented; there will be enough haws and rosehips for the winter. Will I be pleased? I like plums; for eating or boiling or for making plum gin. There are a few good sloes but, unfortunately, most of the plums are covered in white mould. Where's the gin?

Geryow rag hedhyw Words for today

agrows (coll.) rose hips > agrowsen (f)

edhyn (pl) birds < edhen (f)

eyrin (coll.) sloes > eyrinen (f)

gwyweres (pl.) squirrels < gwywer (m)

kewny (coll.) mould, etc.(no singular)

mes (coll.) acorns > mesen (f) 

ogan (coll.) haws (also for hips) > oganen (f)

ploum (coll.) plums > ploumen (f)

ploumbren (m) plumtree