WHITNEY TO CHELSEA TO FLANDERS

Finally, this morning Julia came in to annoy us. Really, this is one of the pleasures of Martha's, and I don't know if Julia is just getting old or what. She used to come in, meow, get on the bed and in my face, then if I wouldn't get up, she would start chewing on plastic bags -- which is amazingly noisy -- and then start knocking things down off the shelves.

This morning there was a sort of half-hearted knocking of things, but she left without doing anything else. 

So we didn't get up til around 9. We had decided to go to the Whitney today, and it was a good idea. It's a really neat museum, and if you've read the $12 million stuffed shark, it really explains the art. 

We spent a couple of hours there, then walked along the Highline, an abandoned elevated train track that's been turned into a park.

We went there the first year it opened when it was mostly grasses, and now there are trees!  

From there we walked around in Chelsea for awhile, stopped at an interesting doughnut place and had a pumpkin doughnut and a double chocolate one. $14 for 2 doughnuts and coffees. 

As we were walking through the fashion district a woman stopped me and asked if she could take my picture, said she was a fashion photographer.

I asked if it was because I was a horrible example. She swore it wasn't. I have my doubts. 

Made it back to apartment by 5 to go to the Flanders Quartet fundraiser at 6.  It was a challenge, but lots of fun. It was put on by one of Martha's friends who lives in a lovely apartment in Central Park West overlooking the park.

I got to chat with the two members of the quartet who taught the workshop yesterday, and met one other woman who was also at the workshop.

Martha managed to make the whole outing and although she's exhausted, she had a good time. The quartet played, of course, and did a delightful small concert.