2020 Day 319

 2020 Dedh Trei Hans ha Nawnjek

De Sadorn, pajardegves mis Dû

Saturday, 14^th November 

Thera hager awel arta, rag hedna na wrüga vy mos mes. Termyn hir nag eus gwelys genam an bagas scriforyon en Falmeth, saw hedhyw nei a gawas kescows war Zoom. E’n gwettha pres, na wòya radn anodhans fatel y wil. Etho, na alja nei cows ganjans. Na vern, gwell ew ragam vel vajya gen caryans kebmyn. Na wrüg Tam scrifa tra veth a-gensow. Besy ew hei ow cravas crevednow mes a’n corf hy scath. Ma va war dir, e'n leur scathow, rag an gwav. Ma Peder ow scrifa adro dhe ayrbark bian e’n Bresel. Ma Warren ow tasredya ha dasweles y lever brâs.  Saga teylû ew – whedhel hir. Ma dhe Angie lever pystry nowydh – Flogh an Hüdor. Ma dhodho forrel deg. E vedh nessa lever en mis Whevrel. Ma lever nowydh dhe Susie ewedh – lever môy rag flehes. Thew ev creiys “An Scol Rag Flehes Bohes aga Fris”. My a dal scrifa môy üskis!

There was awful weather again, therefore I didn’t go out. I haven’t seen the writers’ group in Falmouth for a long time, but today we had a conversation on Zoom. Unfortunately, some of them didn’t know how to do it. So, we couldn’t speak to them. No matter, it’s better for me than travelling by public transport. Tam hasn’t written anything recently. She is busy scraping barnacles off the hull of her boat. (It is on land, in the boat yard, for the winter.) Peter is writing about a little airfield in the War. Warren is re-reading and revising his big book. It’s a family saga – a long story. Angie has a new magic book – “The Enchanter’s Child”. It has a beautiful cover. There will be a second book in February. Susie has a new book too – another book for children. It’s called “The School for Nobodies”. I should write faster. 

Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

a-gensow recently

caryans kebmyn public transport

cravas to scrape

crevednow barnacles

dasweles to revise

forrel (f) book cover

hüdor (m) enchanter

kescows (m) conversation

pystry (m) magic

rag hedna therefore

whedhel story, yarn

2020 Day 318

  2020 Dedh Trei Hans hag Etek

De Gwener, terdhegves mis Dû

Friday, 13^th November

Tòbm lowr o an howl e’n mettin-ma (rag termyn a’n vledhen), ha nag era gwens.  Nag o an ebòrn digomol et tien, saw nag o an commol re dew naneyl. My a welas olow gwydn ayrplaynys, trei ol ayrplayn, a-dhia’n est war tûa’n west. A-bele ens devedhys ha pe le mons ow mos? Gorsav ayr Ayrborth Tôwynblistra a dhegeas nanj ew nebes dedhyow rag ayrlinednow vajyoryon – na ell nagonan vajya. Dhe dhorn ew whath rag jynnys neyja gorothobmow. Ha nag üjy playnys bian ayrbark a’n plüw ow neyja mar ûhel. Ma towl rag displegyans nowydh en Tôwynblistra – spasborth! A via da genowgh bos vajyer en spas? Ma towlow rag Scottlond ewedh.   

The sun was quite hot this morning (for the time of year), and there was no wind. The sky wasn’t exactly cloudless, but neither were the clouds too thick. I saw white vapour trails, three vapour trails, from the east towards the west. Where have they come from and where are they going? Newquay Airport air-terminal closed several days ago for passenger airlines – nobody can travel. It’s still available for emergency aircraft. And the local airfield’s little planes don’t fly so high. There’s a plan for a new development in Newquay – a spaceport! Would you like to be a space traveller? There are plans for Scotland as well.

 Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

ayrbark (m) airfield

ayrborth (m) airport

ayrlinen (f) airline

digomol cloudless

displegyans (m) development

gorothom (m) emergency (extreme need)

gorsav ayr (m) air terminal

jynn neyja (m) aircraft

ol ayrplayn (m) vapour trail (aeroplane trace)

spasborth (m) spaceport (neologism!)

2020 Day 317

2020 Dedh Trei Hans ha Seytek

De Yow, dewdhegves mis Dû

Thursday, 12^th November

Da via genam cawas bagas ros gen flourys purpur a’n par-ma. Prysken dhrenek brâs lowr ew hei. Blewek ew an garednow ha buddys – ma mir a gewny warnodhans. Euthyk tra ew an sawarn. Derevys veu hei en etek cans hanter cans ha pemp, en Frenk, bes henwys ew hei warlergh Kernow, William Lobb. An den na o lowarther ha helhor losow a-barh leur losow en Caresk. Ev a spendyas lies bledhen dres mor ha merwel en America, en etek cans trei ügens ha pajar. Otta den henwys William Lobb, saw nag ew an keth den. Nag o ev helhor losow, saw martesen lowarther o ev. Skentel o ev gen pal, aredy – gweythor o ev war an Hens hôrn Kernow, “packer” a ven elven. Ev a verwas dres mor ewedh, en Âwstraly, en nawnjek cans hag ügens.

 

I’d like to have a rose bush with purple flowers like this. It’s quite a large prickly shrub. The stems and buds are hairy – it looks like moss on them. The scent is super. It was bred in 1855, in France, but it is named after a Cornishman, William Lobb. That man was a gardener and plant hunter on behalf of a plant nursery in Exeter. He spent many years overseas and died in America, in 1864. Here’s a man called William Lobb, but it’s not the same man. He wasn’t a plant hunter, though perhaps he was a gardener. He was certainly skilled with a shovel – he was a labourer on the Cornwall Railway, a “packer” of ballast. He died overseas as well, in Australia, in 1920. 

Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

a’n par-ma of this kind, like this

aredy certainly

bagas (m) bush

drenek prickly

euthyk tra super, terrific, etc.

helhor (m) hunter

kewny (collective) moss

leur losow (m) plant nursery

pal (f) shovel, spade

prysken (f) shrub

skentel ~ skientel skilled, skillful

2020 Day 316

2020 Dedh Trei Hans ha Whetek

De Merher, üdnegves mis Dû

Wednesday, 11^th November

Leun ew an bes a sinys, môy sinys avel ûsadow. My ell gweles dew sin en keth termyn – arwòdh vorr hag astel sin maynor estât. Gwir ew – magor ew dhe werha. Dew vildir alebma ma advisments môy reb an eglos. Trûedh dra ew – nag eus ordenal veth en mis Dû. Ha ma advisments môy war an bord plüw.  Rowlys a’n Pow: Gwrewgh cawas areth rag tüs erel; Gwrewgh difres an kerhydnedh natural; Gwrewgh enjoya an pow mes a-jei.

The world is full of signs, more signs than usual. I can see two signs at the same time – a road sign and an estate agent’s signboard. It’s true – a ruin is for sale – but is it buyable? Two miles from here there are more notices by the church. It’s a sad thing – there are no services in November. And there are more notices on the parish board. The Countryside Code: Respect other people; Protect the natural environment; Enjoy the outdoors.

Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

advisments (plural) notices

arwòdh fordh (f) road sign

astel sin (f) signboard

dhe werha ~ wertha for sale (to sell)

kerhydnedh (m) environment

maynor estât (m) estate agent

ordenal (m) church service

pernadow buyable

sinys (plural) signs

trûedh dra (f) miserable, sad thing

 

2020 Day 315

 2020 Dedh Trei Hans ha Pemdhek 

De Meurth, degves mis Dû

Tuesday, 10^th November

Hedhyw o jorna leun a worthenebow, a daclow gwayadow ha sevelyek, a daclow e’n ayr ha war an dor, a daclow üskis ha syger, a daclow brâs ha bian. An bulhorn gwydn bian ma a veu war aren. Ew ev bew? Ew gwag an grogen? Nag üjy va ow qwaya. My wrüg gweles nebes edhyn en gwel – golanes ha bran üdnek ha pi. Na wrüg anjei gwaya termyn hir, bes war an diwedh anjei a neyjas dhe ves. Gòlyow an hûjes turbin gwens a dreylyas e’n gwens, ow cül tredan. Bargas a neyjas a-ûhen. Bes môy dhe les o bush brâs a edhyn ow neyja oll adro. Ewa tremen? Pan vaner? Edhyn kehaval a wra hesya warbarth. Thens oll kehaval. Martesen edhyn trojen ens. Edhyn cowethüs en jei.

Today was a day full of contrasts, of things mobile and static, of things in the air and on the ground, of fast things and slow things, of big things and little things. This little white snail was on a stalk. Is it alive? Is the shell empty? It does not move. I saw several birds in a field – gulls, a solitary crow and a magpie. They didn’t move for a long time, but in the end they flew away. The huge wind turbine’s sails turned in the wind, making electricity. A helicopter flew above us. But more interesting was a large number of birds flying all around. Is it a migration? What kind? Birds of a feather flock together. They are all the same. Perhaps they are starlings. They are gregarious birds.

Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

bargas (m) buzzard, helicopter

bulhorn (m) snail

cowethüs gregarious, sociable

edhyn trojen (plural) starlings

garen (f) stalk

gorthenebow (plural) opposites, contrasts

hesya to flock

kehaval similar, the same, “of a feather”

tremen (m) migration

turbin gwens (m) wind turbine

üdnek solitary

2020 Day 314

 2020 Dedh Trei Hans ha Peswardhek

 De Lün, nawhes mis Dû

Monday, 9^th November

 Res ew dhebm kerdhes pub jorna. Terweythyow thera vy ow mos war venedh ha terweythyow thera vy ow mos war nans. Hedhyw my a wrüg an dhew! Dhort Vorr (Fordh) Vòngleudh my ell gweles an mor. Còsel ha loos ew ev hedhyw, drefen nag eus meur a wens ha nag eus meur a howl. Nag eus mordarth rag an vorplaynyers. An vledhen ew deu po nebes rag morplaynya. Gwag ew an plen golf. Nag eus person veth war an tewednow. Martesen ma oll an golforyon ha golforesow en a-jei. Dallath an vledhen lavür tiek ew e’n mis ma, gen dedhyow berra. Ma pras leun a dheves òbma. Ma liw gwer po liw rüdh war an keynow brâssa radn anodhans. An hordhes a wrüg pònya gans aga gwregeth! E vedh enas nowydh en mis Ebrel.

I have to walk every day. Sometimes I go uphill and sometimes I go downhill. Today I did both! From Quarry Road I can see the sea. It is quiet and grey today, because there is not a lot of wind and there is not a lot of sun. There’s no surf for the surfers. The year is just about over for surfing. The golf course is empty. There’s not a single person on the dunes. Perhaps all the golfers (m& f) are indoors. It’s the start of the farming year this month, with shorter days. There’s a field full of sheep here. There’s green colour or red colour on the backs of most of them. The rams have run with their wives! There will be new lambs in April.

Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

a-jei indoors

deu over, ended, finished

gwregeth(plural) wives < gwreg (f)

hordhes (plural) rams < hordh ~ horr (m)

keyn (m) back

lavür tiek (m) farm work, farming

mòngleudh (m) quarry

morplaynyer (m) surfer

po nebes just about

war nans downhill

war venedh uphill

2020 Day 313

  2020 Dedh Trei Hans ha Terdhek

De Sül, ethves mis Dû

Sunday, 8^th November

 De Sül Covadh en termyn Covid. Nag ew an jedh ma pecar’a bledhednyow tremenys. En termyn eus passyes thera bush brâs a düs adro dhe bub men co bresel. En Truru soudoryon en gwesk soudor a geskerdhas bys e’n beneglos, scodhyes gen tüs, benenes ha flehes en dilhas scol. Thera pubonan ow tegy hattys. Terweythyow thera glaw ha thera othom dhodhans a lawlednow. Hedhyw thera othom a ombellheans sôcyal. Bagasow bian a wòrras dor garlons, bes na veu routh veur veth. En corla en ogas ma cornel rag meyn bedhow soudoryon ha marners. Ma crows vian gen myll rüdh derag keniver onan. Ma pub men ow tisqwedhes hanow ha rejiment. An excepcyon ew men rag an Gwerryans Brâs. Ma dew dhen heb hanow – an dhew ew marners anwodhvas.     

Remembrance Sunday in a time of Covid. This day is not like past years. In the past there was a crowd around every war memorial. In Truro soldiers in military uniform marched to the cathedral, supported by men, women and children in school uniforms. Everyone wore hats. Sometimes there was rain and they needed umbrellas. Today there was a need for social distancing. Small groups laid wreaths, but there were no big crowds. In a nearby churchyard there is a corner for gravestones of soldiers and sailors. There is a small cross with a red poppy in front of each one. Each stone shows a name and a regiment. The exception is a stone for the Great War. There are two nameless men – both are unknown sailors. 

Deg ger rag hedhyw: Ten words for today

anwodhvas unknown

bush brâs a düs (m) crowd

bys en to (place)

glawlen (f) umbrella > (plural) glawlednow

gwesk soudor (m) military uniform

keskerdhes to march

men co bresel (m) war memorial

peneglos (f) cathedral

routh veur (f) crowd

scodhya to support

soudor (m) soldier > (plural) soudoryon