A HANDSHAKE FOR A CONVERSATION AND THE ICING ON MY STOLLEN 63

This is ‘Singing as the Darkness Lifts’ a podcast by me, Sue Finch, where my week starts with finding out what Monday smells like, and I look for the joy that makes my heart sing.

Welcome to Episode 63 and my Blog from the 18th November 2024. This one’s called:  A HANDSHAKE FOR A CONVERSATION AND THE ICING ON MY STOLLEN...

This morning the air is cold and the waxing moon is white against blue. I rather wanted there to be a smell of recent rain in the air even though I am a poet who doesn’t like petrichor, but it is clear and fresh this morning. 

This is ‘Singing as the Darkness Lifts’ a podcast by me, Sue Finch, where my week starts with finding out what Monday smells like, and I look for the joy that makes my heart sing.

Welcome to Episode 63 and my Blog from the 18th November 2024. This one’s called:  A HANDSHAKE FOR A CONVERSATION AND THE ICING ON MY STOLLEN

This morning the air is cold and the waxing moon is white against blue. I rather wanted there to be a smell of recent rain in the air even though I am a poet who doesn’t like petrichor, but it is clear and fresh this morning. 

Alt text says this week’s photo is a piece of toast on a plate. I say it is indeed that very thing. I also say it is a piece of toast on a plate in which I saw a face whilst I was deciding whether marmite or marmalade would be the appropriate topping one morning. Perhaps a photograph of the stollen from Stollen and Wolle would have made a more appropriate photo for this week’s blog, but I ate that before thinking to capture its image. It was one of the nicest pieces of stollen I have tasted!