tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post1116955338765390417..comments2024-03-12T22:57:22.494-04:00Comments on Cappuccino Soulâ„¢: Seeing Red: Rebirth and Dirt in North CarolinaCappuccino Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-82492729888127285522015-03-26T09:43:50.525-04:002015-03-26T09:43:50.525-04:00Yes, I've heard it referred to as clay many ti...Yes, I've heard it referred to as clay many times. But I've never seen Gone with the Wind. :-) <br /><br />Thanks for commenting!Cappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-83855200537872640692015-03-26T02:01:40.767-04:002015-03-26T02:01:40.767-04:00"Gone With The Wind" called it red dirt...."Gone With The Wind" called it red dirt. It's okay to say clay too. AAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-57686768976690060132015-03-26T02:00:27.116-04:002015-03-26T02:00:27.116-04:00"Gone With The Wind" called it red dirt...."Gone With The Wind" called it red dirt. It's okay to say clay too. AAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-46252459950187479342013-05-17T08:58:27.790-04:002013-05-17T08:58:27.790-04:00Why....Thank you!! :-)Why....Thank you!! :-)Cappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-18428720717223758412011-05-02T08:48:12.585-04:002011-05-02T08:48:12.585-04:00Hmmm. I hear what you're saying. But I'm r...Hmmm. I hear what you're saying. But I'm reminded of the song, "You say tomatO, I say tomatoE."<br />:-)<br />Thanks for commenting.<br />aliciaCappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-35228394178786979732011-04-30T02:30:48.416-04:002011-04-30T02:30:48.416-04:00Correction It's Clay! I Hate when People Call ...Correction It's Clay! I Hate when People Call It Dirt! The red bricks on your house were probably made with this beautiful resource!Abhor-Adorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16113088653438379128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-13282240168855761442008-06-28T20:40:00.000-04:002008-06-28T20:40:00.000-04:00Sariah,Oh, how I would LOVE to go to Hawaii to see...Sariah,<BR/>Oh, how I would LOVE to go to Hawaii to see that red dirt! Maybe one day, in the not too distant future I'll be able to see that lovely site. Creating dyed shirts out of the red dirt sounds like a fantastic project for me and my 6-year-old daughter. Thanks for the suggestion -- I'll check out that Web site real soon.<BR/>Peace,<BR/>AliciaCappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-22630007869207533412008-06-28T19:53:00.000-04:002008-06-28T19:53:00.000-04:00I am from Washington state, a decidedly drab palet...I am from Washington state, a decidedly drab palette when it comes to dirt. When I went to Hawaii to visit my aunt and uncle in 1995, we dyed shirts with the red soil. I have only lived in South Carolina since February of '08, but there are two things that continually amaze me about it: the fireflies, and the memory of Hawaii that washes over me every time I glimpse a bare patch of red dirt. Check it out: www.dirtshirt.com... I plan to try this with my six-year-old here in Columbia!Sariahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06355839608560723675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-22324012978153782812007-11-05T19:06:00.000-05:002007-11-05T19:06:00.000-05:00Anonymous,There must be thousands more like you. I...Anonymous,<BR/>There must be thousands more like you. I hear the red clay was very nutritious. Your grandmother was just lookin' out for her baby.<BR/>:-)<BR/>Thanks for commenting.Cappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-60998754688266759162007-11-05T17:44:00.000-05:002007-11-05T17:44:00.000-05:00I WAS BORN IN WILSON N.C. I REMEMBER AS A CHILD MY...I WAS BORN IN WILSON N.C. I REMEMBER AS A CHILD MY GRANDMOTHER WOULD GIVE ME RED CLAY TO EAT. I USE TO CRAVE IT. I NEVER TOLD ANYONE,BECAUSE I WAS EMBARRASSED. BUT I'VE ALWAYS WONDERED WERE THERE OTHERS WHO ALSO ATE CLAY.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-12509664236945007092007-08-21T21:29:00.000-04:002007-08-21T21:29:00.000-04:00A'D,Thanks for the info. on red dirt. I'll investi...A'D,<BR/>Thanks for the info. on red dirt. I'll investigate that more.Cappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-21716691050220502452007-08-21T20:37:00.000-04:002007-08-21T20:37:00.000-04:00The red dirt shade is made by the same element tha...The red dirt shade is made by the same element that gives blood the same color - iron.<BR/>A'DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-88685618172436096742007-08-18T14:11:00.000-04:002007-08-18T14:11:00.000-04:00My dear friend Annette,I love what you say about m...My dear friend Annette,<BR/>I love what you say about men and dirt in your poem. Your words have made me reflect on my life and those who have touched my life, whether for a lifetime or a season. <BR/>I've gained a lot of understanding from your message. You are a true poet sister ... and very wise.<BR/>Love,<BR/>AliciaCappuccino Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10103319691096956039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269246580821881304.post-89488934834596666012007-08-18T13:49:00.000-04:002007-08-18T13:49:00.000-04:00Hello dear, I read your blog today. There are v...Hello dear,<BR/> I read your blog today. There are varieties of soil on the earth; we also have the red earth in Jamaica, it is called Bauxite from which comes aluminum. I have not investigated the earth in any great depth to find out why some earth is red and others not, but I would compare the earth to mankind. I have a lot of thoughts on this subject. Talk to you later.<BR/>-----------------------------------<BR/> <BR/> From the dust we came and unto the dust is our return.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt where nothing thrives;<BR/> Some men are like rich soil which produce great things.<BR/> Some men are like dirt which grows plants for a season then die.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt where plants grow, then die, then come to life again.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt where the sturdiest plants grow; they give life and heal.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt which produces the vines that choke and kill.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt where weeds like to take root and spread and kill the good grass.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt that produces beautiful flowers that give healing to our soul.<BR/> Some men are like the dirt that grows a venus fly-trap, eating you alive.<BR/> Some men are like the sand; unsteady and shifting, unable to stand.<BR/> Some men are like quicksand, attracting but false, only a snare.<BR/> Some men are like gravel; rough and crude<BR/> And some men are like hard rock: strong and smooth.<BR/> The Earth is in us, and we are the Earth.<BR/> To become good ground, we must weed. <BR/> To produce, we must seed.<BR/> To harvest, we must feed.<BR/> From the dust we came and unto the dust is our return.<BR/><BR/> Annette AnsariAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com