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Day Eighty-nine

An Nawas Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Sadorn, an üdndegves warn ügens mis Meurth. De Sadorn Pask ew ha’n dedh diwettha a vis Meurth. Hanath e vedh loor leun. Hei a wra sevel hanter òja seyth (ar glogh). Thew hei an nessa loor leun en mis Meurth – henwys ew hedna “loor las”. Na vedh loor las aral bys dhe vis Hedra 2020. Saturday, 31 st March. It is Easter Saturday and the last day of March. Tonight there will be a full moon. It will rise at half past seven (o’clock). It is the second full moon in March – that’s called a “blue moon”. There will not be another blue moon till October 2020. Loor leun dhe les ew ewedh drefen boas òja an kehesnos gwenton. Henwys ew hei “an loor sugen”. En termyn eus passyes tho an kehesnos gwenton ha’n nessa loor leun sans dhe’n dhüwes Saxon Ostara po Eostre. Düwes o hei an arvester ha tevyans nowydh. Cristyons Sowsnek a gawas devnydh   a’n hanow rag “Easter”, degol o merkya dassòrrans (dasserghyans) Crist. Ma Kernowegoryon o ûsya an hanow “Pask” dho...

Day Eighty-eight

An Ethves Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Gwener, an degves warn ügens mis Meurth. De Gwener an Grows ew. Glaw ha golow ha tòbmder an howl – ha leun ew o lowarth a flourys gwenton ha whynas. Me a vedn gwitha an flourys bes riddya an whynas. Me a dednas lies whennen dhort an dor, bes ma lies moy o remaynya. Lebmyn ma drog keyn genam! Friday, 30 th March. It is Good Friday. Rain and the sun’s light and heat – and my garden is full of spring flowers and weeds. I wish to keep the flowers but get rid of the weeds. I pulled many weeds from the ground, but many more remain. Now I have backache!

Day Eighty-seven

An Seythves Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Yow ew, an nawas dedh warn ügens a vis Meurth. Pandra wrüga vy gwil hedhyw? Na ellama remembra poran! (Hen ew ges (wharth) gans o deskyblon.) Me a wra moas dhe’n gwely. Ma’n pydnyon vy o kerdhes gwell pa nag o vy skith. It’s Thursday, the 29 th day of March. What did I do today? I can’t remember exactly! (That’s a joke with my students.) I’ll go to bed. My brain functions better when I’m not tired.

Day Eighty-six

An Wheffes Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Merher ew, an ethves dedh warn ügens a vis Meurth. Hedhyw ma problem nowydh dhebm gans ow lagajow. Me ell gweles gwias kenes ow neyja adherag ow aval lagas dyhow – saw nag eus traveth ena.   Ass ew lôwenek, ow codha coth! Thero whei ow talla (talleth) codha ales. (Whei a dhalleth codha ales.) It’s Wednesday, the 28 th day of March. Today I have a new problem with my eyes. I can see a cobweb floating in front of my right eyeball – but there is nothing there. How joyful it is, getting old! You begin to fall apart.

Day Eighty-five

An Pempes Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Meurth, seythves warn ügens mis Meurth. Teg lowr o an gewer. Me a wrüg kerres (kerdhes) nebes mildir, debry cowl spisek en “Lily’s” nena cawas class dhe les. Oja hedna me eth dhe chei mab vy ha kemeres diw garten ha dew ro rag pedn bloodh dew vab gwydn. Tuesday, 27 th March. The weather was quite nice. I walked several miles, ate spicy soup in Lily’s then had an interesting class. After that I went to my son's house and took two cards and two presents for the birthday of two grandsons.

Day Eighty-four

An Pajwora Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Lün, wheffes warn ügens mis Meurth. Üdn jorna teg moy arta. Howl a wra en Kernow. O gour a wrüg moas dhe’n shoppa. Res ew dhebm gwil neppeth vas o honan. Martesen me a wra golhy an liednow gwely. Anjei a wra seha en howl. Nena me a vedn kerres (kerdhes) gen (gans) o hei ha perhy co (perthy cov) a’m whôr. Monday, 26 th March. One more lovely day again. The sun shines in Cornwall. My husband has gone to the shop. I must do something useful myself. Perhaps I’ll wash the bedclothes. They’ll dry in the sun. Then I’ll walk with my dog and remember my sister.

Day Eighty-three

An Tryja Dedh ha Pajar Ügens De Sül ew, an pempes dedh warn ügens a vis Meurth. Thera dhen kewer pur deg hedhyw, keth ew an gwens whath yeyn lowr. Bes ma moredh dhebm hanath. O whôr gotha a wrüg merwel hedhyw, òja cleves hir. It’s Sunday, the 25th  day of March. We had very lovely weather today, though the wind is still quite cold. But I am grieving tonight. My older sister has died today, after a long illness.