This clay has been waiting for a while. It had dried too much so I put it into a plastic box and watered it. Emptying the box this morning, I spotted a little snail that had been lurking with some friends under the outside edge. It peered over the edge of the box, clearly planning to wander into the pile of clay. I took the snail outside so it could eat some weeds. Then I quickly scraped all of the remaining clay onto hessian and put the empty box out in the rain.
Kneading clay is similar to preparing dough, but at the moment it’s much squelchier.