We were in Ruidoso for 3 weeks and it rained the whole time. We unloaded equipment in the rain, got stuck in the mud in the rain, I set up the camper in the rain, and anywhere we went was in the rain. It was a September, I think……..
In Brooklyn once, the day after a 3 day blizzard of staggering proportions, I decided to get the shovel out of the basement in my daughter’s bldg and shovel the sidewalk like a good New Yorker….it’s harder than it looks……down the street, Ho May, the Chinese restaurateur on the corner was also out…..I call him Ho May because that was the name of his restaurant, Ho May's Chinese Restaurant, on Frost St, williamsburg.....I watched him for a bit and slowly got the hang of it……there’s a specific technique for shoveling snow of which I’d been hitherto unaware……we shoveled and shoveled, snow was like waist deep, and finally began to get closer as we shoveled our pathways towards one another……..at one point we were close and both leaned on the shovels for a spot of respite……finally Ho May says, “Weather HORRIBLE!” I laughed and agreed and we went back to shoveling.
Well, if there’s one thing to say about that September in Ruidoso, it’s, “Weather HORRIBLE!”