It was around Wednesday when Agatha Christie and I established that we'd have a double date on Sunday. She said she'd call up M. Poirot and Hastings, and we would have a wonderful time. But Sunday was a beautiful day, and mother had been dying to visit a few tulip fields nearby, so she said Sunday was a perfect opportunity to do so. So I called Agatha and explained to her my predicament. She said family comes first, and I invited her and the boys to come along with us. They did. And in the end it was a lovely time and I crossed off another book from the Larissa Tenorio Book List.
Would you like to come too?
Photos are mine and the last few are mother's.