Monday, 21 October 2024

2024 Day 295

2024 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Pemdhek 














De Lün, kensa warn ügens mis Hedra 
Monday, 21st October 


Pur ûhel o lev an mor e'n mettin. My alja clowes an morlanow keth ewa moy es üdn mildir a-bell. Nag era son an gwens e'n gwedh. Gwydnek o an eborn gen cloudys, saw nag o an gewer yeyn. Hedhyw ma othom dhebm a scrifa folednow moy a'n calander, bes re skith oma. Nessa mis Meurth a vedh pur vesy, gen crampeth, lily an Corawys ha kehesnos. An folen a vedh leun. My a'n gwra avorow!


The voice of the sea was very loud in the morning. I could hear the high tide, even though it is more than one mile distant. There was no sound of the wind in the trees. The sky was whitish with clouds, but the weather was not cold. Today I need to write more pages of the calendar, but I'm too tired. Next March will be very busy, with pancakes and daffodils and an equinox. The page will be full. I'll do it tomorrow! 

 

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