“So Mary Poppins put on her white gloves and tucked her umbrella under her arm—not because it was raining but because it had such a beautiful handle that she couldn’t possibly leave it at home. How could you leave your umbrella behind if it had a parrot’s head for a handle?”

This question and many more are delighting me at every page turn of the wonderful book by P.L. Travers. I can’t believe it has taken me this long to read the classic Mary Poppins story. Especially when it has such an incredibly, enchanting cover.

(chapter 2, page 16)