Saturday, 12 July 2025

2025 Day 193

2025 Dedh Cans Pajar Ugens ha Terdhek












De Sadorn, dewdhegves mis Gorefen
Saturday, 12th July












"Glas" o an mor hedhyw. My eth dhort âls dhe âls, dhort Peran Treth dhe Penrynn, a-dhia'n Noor tûa'n Soth. Saw nag ew "glas" an keth liw en pub telher po en pub our a'n jedh. Ma'n liw ow treylya oll an termyn. Terweythyow, e'n dohajedh, thew blou spladn pecar'a flour hydrangea. E'n gordhûher an "glas" ew le cler, martesen nebes loos po purpur. En certan, thew an gwedh ha'n reden "glas".


Today the sea was "glas". I went from coast to coast, from Perranzabuloe to Penryn, from the North to the South. But "glas" is not the same colour in every place or in every hour of the day. The colour is changing all the time. Sometimes, in the afternoon, it's bright blue like a hydrangea flower. In the evening the "glas" (blue) is less clear, perhaps slightly grey or purple. Certainly, the trees and ferns are "glas" (green).













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