A Year of Late Cornish Day 268

Dew Cansves Dedh Trei Ügens hag Eth

De Merher, wheffes warn ügens mis Gwedngala.

Wednesday, 26^th September.

E veu nebes rew dor e’n nos haneth. Ma’n pedn blewek dans lew ma o terlentry e’n golow abres an mettin. Ma gwrîsow münys a rew war bub blewen fin. Ma dhodhans semblant a arhans po adamantys. Ma gluthednow münys po rew war wiajow kennes. Ass ew lies kenesen e’n lowarth!     

Last night there was a slight ground frost in the night. This fluffy dandelion head sparkles in the early morning light. There are tiny crystals of ice on every fine hair. They have an appearance of silver or diamonds. There are tiny dew-drops or frost on spiders’ webs. What a lot of spiders there are in the garden!