
"Well, I wake in the morning,
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin' me insane."
Bob Dylan
Today's Shemini Atzeret, so I wound up at CBST for Yizkor. Of course, we do the ancient prayer for rain afterwards. It's 83 degrees & humid in NYC on Oct. 4, so that is the least we need to pray for. We need autumn weather.
Here is a great digression on the etymology of the Prayer for Rain,

The Maggie's Farm lyrics were the ones that spontaneously erupted while en route this a.m.