The clouds stayed all day and a feeling of impending autumn was prematurely in the air. I guess it's too early to say summer is ending, but it was a reminder that summer is short at this latitude. The rabbits have taken advantage of the summer and the population has seemed to grow to a pretty high level. I have at least one living in the area, probably in the native plant garden - where the bergamot grows. At least that's where he or she runs to when I surprise it and give chase - like a latter day Farmer McGregor. It always escapes, but just a couple of days ago I found the remains of one of his cousins in the backyard. It had run afoul of a cat or some other killing machine and was half consumed when I came upon it. It's a cat eat rabbit world out there. This one is imperiled every time it goes out for lunch.
Some stats: Yesterday was the 92nd day of 2013 that I've played tennis. Which averages 13.14 times a month for the first seven months of the year. There have been 210 days so far in the year. 92/210 = 43.8% of the days. No wonder I'm feeling tired today.