We are Alone

We are alone with Miss Murray and without kate. And we have done nothing significantly different EXCEPt go on a variety of day trips that would bored Kate silly. Last weekend we took off for Philip Johnson's Glass House in New Canaan which had become something of a golden apple for me over the past couple of years because the tickets were impossible to get. But this time somehow it all worked and when we arrived in New Canaan it was to discover that we were the only people on a tour of this fabulous house. I think our pictures do not in any way come to grips with the amazing creativity that this man and his money were able to achieve. And in addition the weather that day was great and in general the rainy summer has caused everything to look unbeleivably lush. for some reason I keep remembering that historians had written that the summer before the start of World War 1 was very beautiful. Just a cautionary note in my own head about people who don't know history are destined to repeat it ala Santanya....We grabbed a quick lunch in New Canaan and just didn't have any time to really stroll through this very tweee outpost. Instead we had to hightail it back to New York so that I could cook dinner and be ready and amiable when the Sheftalls showed up for one of our requsite dinners on the roof. Then we all went off to the Highline to see and be seen on this very new New York Park high above the streets. Accompanying the Sheftalls was Le Petit Pierre, a teenager with seemiongly impeccable lineage, in other words he's a count or something. I had a chance to practice my french and then just learned that he's a heavy metal fan....

Sunday I didnt leave my bed or take a shower. Why should I? I was finished with people and cooking!!!!