Sunday glimmers - Whiskey marmalade and rolls

You may have heard the word "glimmer" before. Glimmers in psychology are the opposite of triggers, small moments of peace or joy sparking positive feelings. Those can be completely simple things that you might not even notice consciously, but noticing and appreciating them can help your mental health.

I think that has become especially important in the last few years.
Do you also have the feeling the world has gone nuts?
I admit that I haven't always been able to escape doomscrolling myself, going from one bad news to the next. Often you don't even notice you're doing it, but as I'm already a pessimist by nature, I finally decided I needed to do something about it.
It sounds weird, but not being able to craft as much anymore as I used to due to my stupid thumb actually helped me with it, much to my own surprise. The crafting itself is not the problem of course, but what I watched/listened to sometimes while crafting.
Now I got back into blogging, I got back into being more conscious about just having one device on, as you know I'm working on my attention span, and most important, I'm reading a lot more again.

Unfortunately that doesn't mean I have suddenly become less pessimistic about the state of the world, it would have been a miracle for that to happen.
To fight that even more, I am trying to appreciate my glimmers more consciously, like putting my book or laptop away when Gundel is lying on me which happens quite a lot right now, der Dekan draping over me like a piece of sushi purring softly, the arrival of a new pack of vintage needles, a bird singing, finding a pretty flower, or the other day a moment of utter silence (hard to find if you have tinnitus).

I don't think this will become a permanent feature on my blog, but I might share every, now and then.
Last week, for example, I felt very uneasy for different reasons (mostly the news and I didn't even see that much). Then the parcel guy turned up with a parcel I had known of, but had forgotten completely about. It was a surprise parcel by an online friend (whom I wish I could meet in person).
This little fellow was what I unpacked first and I couldn't help smiling. How adorable is that for a greeting?

There was more, though (stressing "was" as not all of it is there anymore).

I still remember the first time I had whiskey marmalade. I got myself a few small glasses of different marmalade when I visited London for the first time and fell in love with the combo of shortbread with whiskey marmalade.
This one is thick cut and I absolutely love it!
As luck would have it, I had just got some handmade whole-grain bread rolls from my neighbor and the last one left was the perfect combination with it for today's breakfast.

A very yummy Sunday glimmer!