Patches of penicillin mould growing on the skin of a well-rotted apple. The rot had already reached the stage where there were small piles of pale blue spores below, shed from the mould.
Fungus which sends out its fruiting bodies as winter is coming towards its end, scarlet elf cups are brightly coloured against the dead wood they grow on.
I couldn’t get close enough for a clear inspection, but this looked like a lone clump of cotton grass growing in the pool at the end of the boardwalk on Kingsmead Marsh, Stafford.