I've liked playing in the dirt since I was a kid. I guess that's part of the reason I became an archaeologist--I could play in the dirt and get paid for it, too. One of the things I liked to do as a kid was make mud pies.
|Red Georgia clay ("Ultisol." Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons - http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ultisol.jpg#mediaviewer/File:Ultisol.jpg)|
Back then, I could get some red Georgia clay from our ditch by the street (it's now covered with grass), add a little water, and make round mud pies. Sometimes I'd draw my initials in them. I'd let them dry, but of course, they'd crack and fall apart. I didn't know then that you needed to add temper and "fire" them. I doubt my parents would have let me have access to matches and wood to build a fire to harden my mud pies.