De Lün, pemdhegves mis Gwedngala
Monday, 15th September
Monday, 15th September
Tremenys ew an hav. Nebes dirowl ew an devedhyans kidnyadh. Res ew dhen kemeres esperans e'n lavar coth "hav en gwav terebo Nadelik". Ma lavar coth aral "en hav per co gwav". Bes re dhiwedhes ew lebmyn mars nag eus towlow gwres genowgh. En kidnyadh ma avalow whath war an dor ha ma mor dû war dhreys. En gwettha pres, browys ew an avalow ha wherow ha gwedhrys ew an mor dû. Nag ens wheg ha leun a sugan na velha (SWFM na fella). Ma lavar coth aral emesk tüs en Kernow, "Na wrewgh cuntel mor dû wòja Fer "Longfair" (po wòja Degol Mehal)." Rag fra na? Drefen anjei dhe vos molethys po defolys. Arhel Mehal a dowlas an Jowl (an El Codhys) mes a Nev hag ev a godhas war dhreysen. (Saw leverys ew gen nebes tüs goth dr'ew gwrathes dhe vlamya.)
The summer has passed. The arrival of autumn is rather turbulent. We must take hope in the old saying "summer in winter until Christmas". There's another old saying "in summer remember winter". But it's too late now if you haven't made your plans. In autumn there are still apples on the ground and there are blackberries on brambles. Unfortunately, the apples are bruised and the blackberries are bitter and shrivelled. They are no longer sweet and juicy. There's another proverb among old people in Cornwall, "Don't pick blackberries after Summercourt Fair (or after Michaelmas). "Why not? Because they are cursed or spoiled. Archangel Michael threw the Devil (the Fallen Angel) out of Heaven and he fell on a blackberry bush. (Though some old people say witches are to blame.)


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