The Day Everything was Dirty

I've seen a fair amount of weather in my time. Double rainbows. Funnel clouds. Full circle rainbows. Rain bursts in nearly full sun. Up until now I had never seen muddy rain, however. Allegedly it ain't no big thing. West Texas, being the barren wasteland that it is, naturally provides Central and East Texas with cattle, coyotes, and dust. Frequently this dust mixes with crossing storm clouds and the end result of such a mating is muddy rain. Occurs all the time they say. Whatever. Its relative frequency aside, muddy water is unique not in that the rain itself looks different as the drops themselves -- as far as I can tell as they do fall pretty fast -- look like regular ol' rain drops, but rather in what the drops leave behind. Being composed of 25% sediment they leave behind 100% sediment when the water evaporates. At first you think someone has played a cruel if not odd joke on you by splattering your vehicle with a thin but generous layer of muddy bilge water, but, after looking around a bit, you soon realize that that is not the case. That's because the muddy bilge water is everywhere. On every car, every window, every lawn chair, everywhere. It's a bit curious driving around with just about every vehicle around you looking as if they had been off roading for the weekend -- the bourgeoisie with their garages tend to fair better -- and so it appears that everything in town is dirty. The effect lasts only a day or two as people soon start washing their cars and things return to normal, but the added chore aside the experience is a pleasant one as for a brief moment life becomes subtly, and yet obviously, abnormal in a way that has a touch of the fantastical. I bet in Switzerland it sometimes rains hot chocolate. That or well engineered Swiss watches.