I see some of those little cells, perhaps, of a wasp or bee, made of clay or clayey mud. It suggests that these insects were the first potters. They look somewhat like small stone jugs.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 27, 1859
January 27. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, January 27
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Small stone jugs.
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
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