2023 Dedh Trei Ügens ha Dew
De Gwener, tryja mis Meurth
Friday, 3rd March
Gwenton ew, bes ma whath rew e'n nos. Nag ew lôwen an camellia rüdh. Ma lies flourys marow war an dor. Nag ew gwav gorfednys genen. Ma bleujyow gwydn bian solabres war an prunus gwels, saw nag eus delkyow war an en-wedhen vrâs. Ma buddys brâs war an wedhen per - a vedh anjei flourys po delkyow? Ma'n camellias kigliw ow sòffra. Aga gwelha ew tremenys. Bes gwrewgh mires ort an gwedh melyn hons dhe'n to. An re na ew colwedh ha leun a losyow on ens. Hemm ew pedn a'n coos. "Pencoose" henwys ew ev.
It is spring, but there is still frost in the night. The red camellia is not happy. Winter is not finished with us. There are lots of dead flowers on the ground. There are already little white blossoms on the wild prunus, but there are no leaves on the big ash tree. There are big buds on the pear tree - will they be flowers or leaves? The pink camellias are suffering. Their best is over. But look at the yellow trees beyond the roof. Those are hazel trees and they are full of catkins. This is the end of the wood. "Wood End" it is called.
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