There’s something about the dirt in west Texas especially during a drought. It gets every where. You can’t escape it.
No matter how many times I wash my hands, it’s still there. Sometimes it takes a couple of weeks for it to wear off.
It’s a special dirt. I love to drive my lease roads with the window down on a warm day but my truck pays the price. There’s dirt on top of the dirt.
The guy that details my truck loves it.
When you catch the sun right you can see it floating in the air. I’m amazed that my dogs can smell anything.
