Saturday 8 June 2019

2019 Day 159

De Sadorn, ethves mis Efan
Saturday, 8th June


Euthyk drog o an gewer de, gen glaw poos ha gwenjow crev. Rag hedna ma lies scorren vian war an vorr (fordh), codhys gans an gwens. Nag ew an gewer gwell hedhyw. Ma howl terwythyow bes ma lies galch (cowas) ewedh. Bettegens, awos an awel, me eth dhe Falmeth dhe vetya gen cothmans. Thera nei ow scrifa warbarth. Thera vy owth obery war dallath nowydh dhe whedhel coth. Mowns ow rei cussel vas. E'n mettin avarr an mor a veu garow ha'n treth a veu gwag. An park kerry a veu gwag ewedh. Bes e'n dohajedh pobel moy a dheuth. Ass ew anjei leun a esperans! Nag eus termyn lùck dhebm dhe vos dhe weles an myllys en Crantock. Nebes anodhans reb an eglos a dal bos sufficyent.

The weather yesterday was terrible, with heavy rain and strong winds. So there were lots of little branches on the raod, fallen with the wind. The weather isn't better today. Sometimes there is sun but there are many showers as well. Nevertheless, in spite of the weather, I went to Falmouth to meet with friends. We write together. I am working on a new opening for an old story. They give good advice. In the early morning the sea was rough and the beach was empty. The car park was empty as well. But in the afternoon more people came. How full of hope they are! I don't have enough time to go and see the poppies in Crantock. A few of them by the church will have to suffice.

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