A Year of Late Cornish Day 350

Trei Hansves Dedh ha Hanter Cans

De Lün, seythdegves mis Kevardhû.

Monday, 17^th December

 Terweythyow ma howldrevel ow cül dalleth teg dhe’n jorna. (An radn brâssa an jedh ell bos hager òja hedna.) Hedhyw commol a dheuth ha nag o an ebòrn na rüdh na blou. 

Me a wrüg omweles war o mergh wydn ha hy flogh. Meppik wheg ew ev. 

En Ty war’n Heyl me a welas lies gòlvan en ke.

Sometimes sunrise makes a beautiful start to the day. (Most of the day can be horrible after that.) Today clouds came and the sky was neither red nor blue. 

I visited my granddaughter and her child. He is a sweet little boy. 

In Perranporth I saw lots of sparrows in a hedge.