I take the dogs down to the Mystic River to swim on a regular basis, especially since realizing that Sherman's joints are unhappy with most other exercise. When the water's low, there's often potsherds to be picked up along the gravel at the edge of the river. Here's today's finds

#1 and #2 are very degraded, while #3 is probably modern bottle glass.

Backsides:

#4 is tantalizing; here's a close up

I guess the area has been settled for a long time, but the abundance of old-looking stuff continues to surprise me.