It Wasn’t Mary Poppins

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I knew the umbrella in my yard did not belong to Mary Poppins (a fictional character), because it was much too colorful. Mary’s was black. I spotted it on my way out to walk and took a photo of it when I got back. I’m sure it was there all day. I intended to pick it up, but I forgot it.

The next day I didn’t realize the umbrella was gone until I saw the pictures I had downloaded from the camera. I asked Brit if it was hers and if she had picked it up. She had used it when unloading things from her car, and it must have blown away while she was walking in the house. I went to the front porch to see if it had ended up in the large evergreen trees. Brit handed me a fresh cup of coffee she had made as she joined me on the porch. No umbrella was in sight. She lightly ran across the street barefooted and looked in her parents’ yard. Not there. Then she spotted it down the very steep hill, floating in the pond. I hope she will wear shoes when she goes to fetch it.

Here is a closeup from the street:

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Published by Anne Mehrling

I'm a retiree who loves to write about life in the mountains of North Carolina.

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  7. Hopefully the long paddle will help fetch it from the opposite side of the pond. I remember Mary Poppins and could probably still sing all those songs from the movie.

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