Beside the pond

From a distance I thought these flowers were foxgloves, but on closer inspection I can see they are entirely different. They are growing on the bank of the local pond where I stopped during my errands this morning.
On my journey I called in at the scout hut to return the face masks I have made. I am amazed at the great operation that is under way, the inspiration of one lady. She seems to have motivated very many people to help her make scrubs, masks and knitted toys. She seemed pleased to accept mg meagre offering, but I didn’t take any more kits. See extra.