Cwtshes i Cat

Jyst rhag ofn nag wyt ti’n darllen y Saesneg tu ô i bob cofnod, ddylet ti ddim colli gwefan Frykitty. Cat Connor yw’r rheswm dyn ni gyd yn dechrau rwbio ein llygaid erbyn hyn, ond heb ei gweledigaeth hithau, fyddai dros $80,000 ddim wedi cael ei roi i achosion da rownd y byd. Ac mae ei blog yn werth ymweld â fe – mae hi’n blogio am amgueddfeydd ar-lein. Bydda i’n treulio llawer o amser yna, unwaith bod llawer o amser gyda fi.
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Taith i’r paith

Ar y paith – popeth am fywyd ar beithiau gogledd America. Allwch chi adfer y peithiau?

Dyfyniadau gan un o broffwydi y peithiau, Aldo Leopold.

Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how. To plant a pine, for example, one need be neither god nor poet; one need only own a good shovel. By virtue of this curious loophole in the rules, any clodhopper may say: Let there be a tree–and there will be one.

Flame of God – traethawd.

Detholiad o PrairyErth, William Least Heat-Moon.
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Biniau, biniau, ym mhob man

Sbwriel! – diolch i Chris, sy’n dathlu ei ben-blwydd heno yng Nghaerdydd, dyma erthygl diddorol iawn ar Bins and the history of waste relations:

Despite their innocent appearance, dustbins occupy a critical position in any narrative of waste management. Being situated at the interface of private lives and household practices, on the one hand, and public health and environmental management on the other, dustbin technologies provide a revealing indicator of waste-relationships within society.

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Awaye!

Awaye – Radio Brodorol Awstralia. Un o’r mil o bethau o’n i’n bwriadu wneud ar gyfer y Blogathon eleni, ond wedi methu, oedd trefnu sgwrs gyda fy ffrind Barbara yn Perth. Tro diwetha welais i hi, oedd hi’n sôn am radio “brodorol” Awstralia, a chyn-lleied o iaith “draddodiadol” (ei gair hi) sydd i’w chlywed arno. Dwedodd hi taw bob tro ti’n rhoi meic o flaen dyn croen du yn Awstralia mae e’n dechrau siarad Saesneg.

Diddorol, achos bod rhywbeth tebyg yn digwydd yma yng Nghymru.
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Jude! Cheese!

Jyst rhag ofn i fy hen ffrind a noddwr Jude ddod yn ôl i sieco mod i wedi ffeindio rhywbeth am y Goodies, dyma Thonblogwr sy’n blogio am hoff bwnc Jude: caws.

Mark: Had no idea the Quran was so utterly cheeseless.

meringhetta: that’s why the fundamentalists are so intent on suicide. no cheese.

Mark: Makes sense. All this bombing and flying planes into buildings could be solved by some curdled milk.

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