Cynffon hir

Cynffon hir ~ A long tail

“A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead.”
― Graham Greene

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Ar ôl y cyffro a drama o docio'r goeden, ac yn gobeithio'r basai'r  boncyffion  yn cwympo yn y lle cywir,  mae'r  cynffon hir hir o glirio'r malurion. Dwedodd rhagolwg glaw, felly roeddwn i'n meddwl baswn i mi dorri cymaint â phosibl ac yn ei gorchuddio gyda tharpolin. Rydyn ni'n nawr gallu cerdded i fyny'r llwybr ond mae e ymhell o fod yn glir eto. Roeddwn ni wedi cael tipyn bach o law ar ddiwedd y dydd ac rydyn ni'n disgwyl mwy dros y wythnos nesa. O leiaf fyddwn ni ddim yn cael llawer o dail gwlyb nawr.

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After the excitement and drama of trimming the tree, and hoping that the logs would fall in the right place, there is the long long tail of clearing the debris. The forecast said rain, so I thought I'd cut as much as possible and cover it with a tarpaulin. We are now able to walk up the path but it is still far from clear. We had a bit of rain at the end of the day and we expect more over the next week. At least we won't get a lot of wet leaves now.

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Disgrifiad (Cymraeg): Coeden sydd wedi'i thocio
Description (English): A tree that has been pruned