CinnamonGirl
@zimtmaedchen.bsky.social
Fabric manipulator. Renaissance woman. Early Modern girl. Enthusiastic dilettante. Mom. Reader. Listener. PhD. AuDHD. Faceblind. Antifa. Gaimanite. Baker. Maker. Fan. It's all a blur.
She/her.
She/her.
Pinned
For the new people I have met here (hi!), I make clothes. Dresses and the occasional corset, mostly. It's a matter of mental hygiene. I sew because punching people in the face is frowned upon.
So prepare for the occasional work-in-progress #wip post, it helps me with self-accountability.
So prepare for the occasional work-in-progress #wip post, it helps me with self-accountability.
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“We are so lucky we are still alive to see this beautiful world. Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.”
#DoctorWho
#DoctorWho
November 11, 2025 at 11:03 AM
“We are so lucky we are still alive to see this beautiful world. Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.”
#DoctorWho
#DoctorWho
Dear hivemind,
I'm thinking about making the move from Spotify to Tidal. Family subscription.
Thoughts? Caveats? Support? Ideas?
I'm thinking about making the move from Spotify to Tidal. Family subscription.
Thoughts? Caveats? Support? Ideas?
November 11, 2025 at 6:35 AM
Dear hivemind,
I'm thinking about making the move from Spotify to Tidal. Family subscription.
Thoughts? Caveats? Support? Ideas?
I'm thinking about making the move from Spotify to Tidal. Family subscription.
Thoughts? Caveats? Support? Ideas?
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I know, everybody should leave X, but I think an exception should be made solely for Joyce Carol Oates so she can keep wounding Musk's withered soul on his own site and he can't do a thing about it.
![Joyce Carol Oates quoting a tweet that says “wherever he [Elon Musk] goes, he wants to leave”:
"wherever he goes, he wants to leave"-- that's because when he gets there, he has brought his own self along; & whatever club he's invited to join has been devalued by the invitation.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:buy3qvqcj3o76leo6ap7pn2p/bafkreifilfbsxemfsambf4kqwolr24ld2ekqcrz4ybgv3bv7kzi5e6kppm@jpeg)
November 11, 2025 at 3:14 AM
I know, everybody should leave X, but I think an exception should be made solely for Joyce Carol Oates so she can keep wounding Musk's withered soul on his own site and he can't do a thing about it.
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“There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.” —Leonard Cohen 🇨🇦❤️
That’s how the light gets in.” —Leonard Cohen 🇨🇦❤️
November 10, 2025 at 5:22 AM
“There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.” —Leonard Cohen 🇨🇦❤️
That’s how the light gets in.” —Leonard Cohen 🇨🇦❤️
The dementia risk aside, my Dad had shingles about ten years before he died, and he was in pain until his very last days. Go get your vaccine.
A new study shows people who experienced multiple episodes of shingles had a higher risk of dementia for several years after the second outbreak, compared with those who had it only once.
How a childhood virus can contribute to dementia later and what you can do
A new study suggests that the shingles vaccine may help prevent dementia by reducing the risk of varicella-zoster virus reactivation
www.washingtonpost.com
November 10, 2025 at 1:24 PM
The dementia risk aside, my Dad had shingles about ten years before he died, and he was in pain until his very last days. Go get your vaccine.
A #JaneAusten quote that can't be reposted often enough.
November 9, 2025 at 10:15 PM
A #JaneAusten quote that can't be reposted often enough.
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It ys a such challenging, turbulent, scarye tyme. My greatest wisshe ys that you may fynde sum small moment of peace, delight, mirthe, pleasure, discoverye, connectioun, or fascinacioun that doth make yower day just a litel bettir. Ich wisshe thys for thee wyth all of myne hearte.
November 9, 2025 at 9:16 PM
It ys a such challenging, turbulent, scarye tyme. My greatest wisshe ys that you may fynde sum small moment of peace, delight, mirthe, pleasure, discoverye, connectioun, or fascinacioun that doth make yower day just a litel bettir. Ich wisshe thys for thee wyth all of myne hearte.
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When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions.
Hamlet 4.5
#RemembranceDay
#ShakespeareSunday
Hamlet 4.5
#RemembranceDay
#ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 9:08 AM
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions.
Hamlet 4.5
#RemembranceDay
#ShakespeareSunday
Hamlet 4.5
#RemembranceDay
#ShakespeareSunday
My weekend in doughs.
November 9, 2025 at 2:53 PM
My weekend in doughs.
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And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black,
For the deposing of a rightful king.
R II 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #LordOfTheRings
For the deposing of a rightful king.
R II 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #LordOfTheRings
November 9, 2025 at 2:04 PM
And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black,
For the deposing of a rightful king.
R II 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #LordOfTheRings
For the deposing of a rightful king.
R II 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #LordOfTheRings
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Beatrice: But for which of my
good parts did you first suffer love for me?
Benedick: Suffer love! a good epithet! I do suffer love
indeed, for I love thee against my will.
Much Ado About Nothing V, 2 #ShakespeareSunday
good parts did you first suffer love for me?
Benedick: Suffer love! a good epithet! I do suffer love
indeed, for I love thee against my will.
Much Ado About Nothing V, 2 #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 11:25 AM
Beatrice: But for which of my
good parts did you first suffer love for me?
Benedick: Suffer love! a good epithet! I do suffer love
indeed, for I love thee against my will.
Much Ado About Nothing V, 2 #ShakespeareSunday
good parts did you first suffer love for me?
Benedick: Suffer love! a good epithet! I do suffer love
indeed, for I love thee against my will.
Much Ado About Nothing V, 2 #ShakespeareSunday
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“Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life.”
– William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors, Act 3, Scene 2
#ThomasSharpe #EdithCushing #TomHiddleston #MiaWasikowska #CrimsonPeak #ShakespeareSunday
– William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors, Act 3, Scene 2
#ThomasSharpe #EdithCushing #TomHiddleston #MiaWasikowska #CrimsonPeak #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 11:57 AM
“Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life.”
– William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors, Act 3, Scene 2
#ThomasSharpe #EdithCushing #TomHiddleston #MiaWasikowska #CrimsonPeak #ShakespeareSunday
– William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors, Act 3, Scene 2
#ThomasSharpe #EdithCushing #TomHiddleston #MiaWasikowska #CrimsonPeak #ShakespeareSunday
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"If music be the food of love, play on"
- William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, Act 1, Scene 1
#FreddieMercury #BrianMay #RogerTaylor #JohnDeacon #RamiMalek #JoeMazzello #BenHardy #GwilynLee #BohemianRhapsody #ShakespeareSunday
- William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, Act 1, Scene 1
#FreddieMercury #BrianMay #RogerTaylor #JohnDeacon #RamiMalek #JoeMazzello #BenHardy #GwilynLee #BohemianRhapsody #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 12:06 PM
"If music be the food of love, play on"
- William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, Act 1, Scene 1
#FreddieMercury #BrianMay #RogerTaylor #JohnDeacon #RamiMalek #JoeMazzello #BenHardy #GwilynLee #BohemianRhapsody #ShakespeareSunday
- William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, Act 1, Scene 1
#FreddieMercury #BrianMay #RogerTaylor #JohnDeacon #RamiMalek #JoeMazzello #BenHardy #GwilynLee #BohemianRhapsody #ShakespeareSunday
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‘Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
What though the mast be now blown overboard,
The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost,
And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood?
Yet lives our pilot still.’
HVI 3 5.4
#ShakespeareSunday
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
What though the mast be now blown overboard,
The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost,
And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood?
Yet lives our pilot still.’
HVI 3 5.4
#ShakespeareSunday
a man and a woman standing next to each other with the words just looking on the bright side dear
Alt: The doctor, no doubt facing some existential threat, and telling an incredulous River Song ‘Just looking on the bright side, dear’.
media.tenor.com
November 9, 2025 at 12:07 PM
‘Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
What though the mast be now blown overboard,
The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost,
And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood?
Yet lives our pilot still.’
HVI 3 5.4
#ShakespeareSunday
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
What though the mast be now blown overboard,
The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost,
And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood?
Yet lives our pilot still.’
HVI 3 5.4
#ShakespeareSunday
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“The course of true love never did run smooth.”
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
#DoctorWho
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
#DoctorWho
November 9, 2025 at 11:55 AM
“The course of true love never did run smooth.”
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
#DoctorWho
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
#DoctorWho
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I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I
see her beautiful.
The Two Gentlemen of Verona II, 1 #ShakespeareSunday
see her beautiful.
The Two Gentlemen of Verona II, 1 #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 11:31 AM
I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I
see her beautiful.
The Two Gentlemen of Verona II, 1 #ShakespeareSunday
see her beautiful.
The Two Gentlemen of Verona II, 1 #ShakespeareSunday
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November 9, 2025 at 11:32 AM
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If thou entertainest my love, let it appear in thy smiling;
thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my
presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.
Twelfth Night II, 5 #ShakespeareSunday
thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my
presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.
Twelfth Night II, 5 #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 11:33 AM
If thou entertainest my love, let it appear in thy smiling;
thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my
presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.
Twelfth Night II, 5 #ShakespeareSunday
thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my
presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.
Twelfth Night II, 5 #ShakespeareSunday
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love,
remember.
H 4.5 #ShakespeareSunday
"Insects and a Sprig of Rosemary", Jan van Kessel the Elder, 1653. (National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC)
remember.
H 4.5 #ShakespeareSunday
"Insects and a Sprig of Rosemary", Jan van Kessel the Elder, 1653. (National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC)
November 9, 2025 at 11:08 AM
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love,
remember.
H 4.5 #ShakespeareSunday
"Insects and a Sprig of Rosemary", Jan van Kessel the Elder, 1653. (National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC)
remember.
H 4.5 #ShakespeareSunday
"Insects and a Sprig of Rosemary", Jan van Kessel the Elder, 1653. (National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC)
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November 9, 2025 at 10:52 AM
The lunatic, the lover and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
MND 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #Hamnet
This is going to rip me apart.
Are of imagination all compact.
MND 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #Hamnet
This is going to rip me apart.
November 9, 2025 at 10:25 AM
The lunatic, the lover and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
MND 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #Hamnet
This is going to rip me apart.
Are of imagination all compact.
MND 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday #Hamnet
This is going to rip me apart.
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
M 4.3 #ShakespeareSunday #TheSandman
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
M 4.3 #ShakespeareSunday #TheSandman
a man sitting on a bench with a loaf of bread in his lap
ALT: a man sitting on a bench with a loaf of bread in his lap
media.tenor.com
November 9, 2025 at 10:09 AM
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
M 4.3 #ShakespeareSunday #TheSandman
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
M 4.3 #ShakespeareSunday #TheSandman