A Year of Late Cornish Day 262

Dew Cansves Dedh Trei Ügens ha Dew

De Yow ew, an ügensves dedh a vis Gwedngala.

It’s Thursday, the 20^th day of September.

Da ew genam oll an liwyow kidnyadh. Ma prisken genam gen flourys glas en hav. Otta hei - pur vlou ew. Hedna a veu en mis Gorefan. Me a’n gonethas dhort radn bian trehys mes a bagas broas nanj ew nebes bledhednyow. Lebmyn ma’n flourys o treylya purpur en kidnyadh. Gwell ew genam an purpur, ogasty. Me a vedn trehy nebes flourys scon ha seha anjei rag Nadelik. Thera vy o longya dh’aga fayntya arhans rag tekheanjow. Ottobma an flourys hedhyw.

I like all the autumn colours. I have a shrub with blue flowers in summer. There it is - it's very blue. That was in July. I propagated it from a small part pruned out of a big bush several years ago. Now the flowers are turning purple in autumn. I prefer the purple, almost. I shall cut some flowers soon and dry them for Christmas. I usually paint them silver for decorations. Here are the flowers today.

Ma gwedhen vian reb an vownder. Nag ew hei teg en hav, bes lebmyn hei a dhallathas dhe dreylya. En hav hei a veu blewek, bes lebmyn thew an del teg - brith purpur-dû, rüdh, owriek, melen ha dehen. Mons o codha dhe'n dor.

There is a small tree by the lane. It is not pretty in summer, but now it has started to turn. In summer it was boring, but now the leaves are lovely - patterned purple-black, red, golden, yellow and cream. They are falling down.