Little Weed

I found time for a walk down into town after lunch, then had a saunter round and walked back up the steep hill home.  I've really got out of condition since retiring just over a year ago.  I used to walk down to the station every morning to catch the Met Line into central London, and was so fit I didn't notice the sharp incline on the way back up even at the end of a tiring day's work.  I certainly noticed it today.  This little weed was growing by the bus stop halfway up.  I have no idea what it is, but I loved the colour of the flowers.

Another pretty wild flower in extras which was growing up someone's front wall from a crack in the pavement on the hill, plus a couple of processed versions I faffed about with.