Pixie party

A warmish and murky day, chores in the morning then a walk up towards the stone circle and across the hillside. Every year these teeny fungi pop out of the moss on a rock in front of a waterfall. I don't know what they are and there's a fallen one amongst them.

A great skype with Esme last night. She'd been to see a play in which there was a witch with a hat and seven princesses. Plus there was chocolate cake at half time. Here she is waiting for the action to begin.