2021 Dedh
Dew Ügens
Tuesday, 9th
February
Nag o vy
kelednek. My a viras ort an gewer hag ervira dhe wòrtos e'n chei. Nag eus ergh òbma
bes yeyn wherow ew hei. Na vedn an cathes mos mes. Thera vy ow kemeres piteth
a'n en. Ma geryow cân Nadelik gen Christina Rossetti ow tos e'm bres. "E'n
cres an gwav yeyn, gwens rew a wrüg kyny. An nor a savas calish avel horn, dowr
pecar'a men." Dowr an edhyn ew crev, sür. Nag eus fotos ow honan arta, bes
ma fotos marthys war an Kesrosweyth (mymodernmet.com dres ehen). Ma fotografforyon euthyk da e'n bes. Ma gallos
dhodhans, anjei a wor an gwelha teleryow (gwelfosow, menedhyow, menedhyow tan bew). Ma perthyans brâs dhodhans rag gòrtos
an teken còmpes. Otta ymajys an Vorr
Lethek. Na aljama nevra kemeres fotos a'n par ma en milvil bledhen!
I am not
brave. I looked at the weather and decided to stay in the house. There is no
snow here but it is bitterly cold. The cats won't go out. I feel pity for the
lambs. Words of a Christmas song by Christina Rossetti come to mind. "In
the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan. Earth stood hard as iron, water
like a stone." The birds' water is solid, for sure. I haven't got my own
photos again, but there are marvellous photos on the Internet (especially mymodernmet.com). There are some
excellent photographers in the world. They have skill, they know the best places (deserts, mountains, active volcanoes). They have great patience to wait for the exact moment. Here are images of the
Milky Way. I could never take photos like this in a million years!
Deg ger
rag hedhyw: Ten words for today
an Vorr
(Fordh) Lethek the Milky Way
cân (f) poem,
song
cres an
gwav midwinter
crev solid,
strong
ervira to decide
gòrtos to stay,
remain, wait
kelednek brave
kemeres
piteth a to pity, to feel sorry for
kyny to moan,
lament, wail
sür for sure,
certainly
wherow bitter
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