Pleasantly cool outside, but my head is unpleasantly hot. I've been icing it every hour or so. I also set the hose to water the sourgrass, and listened to the cool, soothing sound of it. If water were not so scarce here, I'd let it run all the time. I'd have my own little marsh in the yard, and a trough from which the passing deer and other beasts could drink. It would make a pleasant sound all the time. My head would still hurt, but I'd have a nice distraction.
Time to try making myself horizontal without knocking anything further out of whack.