These mass productions are beach clay with added paper; they looked rather like milk chocolate in the morning light
which was unfortunate as it isn’t time to have chocolate for breakfast yet.
I am stocking up with beaches while the weather lasts. This one is usually visited when heavy surf is running in; it felt odd that waves existed only as almost imperceptible blue streaks refracted round the lighter blue of the bay.
Out in the garage I loaded the kiln. The temperature was plunging, and I could scarcely feel the small icy items as I lifted them in with equally icy hands.