My Summer Mission

My jogs the last two evenings have been difficult. One problem was the sheer heat, while the second was running through sheets of white smoke.

Every year since I've been here it has been my mission to capture on camera the small billowing trucks that roam the streets. This smoke is pumped out of two long tubes that is supposed to kill the mosquitos and other annoying insects. In my experience I only see that it paints the plants white and kills the flowers that frame the roads.

Tomorrow I may skip my afternoon jog and plant my ass somewhere along my route and wait for this spitting truck to pass on by. When it does I'll try my best to capture it. Wish me luck.