Flowers and fungus

We spent a pleasant weekend with sister and friend. Weather was good enough to stroll down to the model railway for husband to admire them. Although they weren't open, they were planning for their open day the next day, and welcomed us.

After a long evening tasting some good wines and lovely cuisine, we retired late, losing an hour more sleep because the clocks went forward too. Nevertheless, we managed a walk to the model railway again. At Dore station, On the way, sister and I were intrigued by this fungus growing on a wall, in the mortar, and through the mortar. Is it dry rot?

After the railway, we walked through ancient urban woodland admiring spring flowers. It's wonderful to have such a wood in the middle of a city. It's a rather nice city for the woodland, the busy bright and bustling park we saw and its easy proximity to the peak district.