No Umbrellas in Indian Country

One of the lovely benefits the visitor to the Southwest gets, besides the usually sunny sky, is the fact that even if it rains you don’t need an umbrella. This is often hard to grasp for the newcomer. Most of us are so used to rains of all kinds, especially soakers and drenchers. Rain is valued in the Southwest for its essential life-giving effects. Native peoples will characterize this elemental watering as “male rains,” typically hard-driving showers, or “female rains,” which are softer drizzles. Regardless of which one encountered, even one accompanied by dramatic lightning and thunder, a person dries off from these with amazing ease.

When I first came back to the Southwest (after a few years spent in New Mexico in the early 1960s), I brought my umbrella. One day we drove into Bandelier National Monument to hike on the mesa level. I always put all my valuables into a day pack to take with me, and I stowed the empty tote bag and umbrella in the trunk (it was very sunny). This was good, for as we walked to the trail some guys in a pickup truck pulled into the nearly empty lot. Sure enough, when we got back, the rental car had been broken into and my tote bag and umbrella were gone. We called a ranger who came up to meet us. When I reported what was gone, he suggested that we troll around the other lots and we might find the tote bag, but probably not the umbrella. I didn’t remark on this as the time, but sure enough we discovered the bag discarded under some bushes, but never found the umbrella…

Rain arrives in monsoon season, seen from Museum Hill near Santa Fe, NM Rain arrives in monsoon season, seen from Museum Hill near Santa Fe, NM

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