end of summer...

It was a hot hazy day. We played tennis; I was absolutely terrible, tired I suppose. Made a nice pasta thingy for dinner; watered our garden & neighbours too, which has provoked overnight rain of course. Watched Dimitrov grind his way to the next round in the US Open. Felt all day like I had no time to spare, though really there's nothing so pressing. 
I've been following a course in Python programming. I don't think I'll take it up seriously, but was just interested to know how it all works-  surprisingly not dissimilar to Excel macro writing & other stuff I did when was in IT about a hundred years ago. I do want to finish it before I go away this week, though..
Anyway, here I am tiredly gazing at the bathroom mirror. It's been a long, busy, wonderful summer.