It doesn't rain in Utah much. Well, since I moved here anyways. When it does, it's usually light showers and doesn't stick around long.
I can remember when I moved out here last summer it would rain, and before you knew it, the ground and would already be dry. I assume that's because there really is no humidity out here - it's so dry.
Whatever the case, a couple weeks ago I was sent to shoot some kids playing at their apartment complex. The story was about the children not having a real safe place to play. In addition, the closest playground was not in walking distance. So obviously the parents were upset.
I simply had to make pictures of these little kiddos playing with one another. But it had been pouring - I mean hard rain - all day long.
Despite the rain, I was still sent to shoot them playing inside. Drats!
However, with my luck, they were playing outside when I finally arrive (I got lost...a couple times).
I enjoyed myself thoroughly, although I was drenched afterward. This picture made the "photos of the week" at work, but I was partial to the above. It fit my cliche-umbrella-fetish. And I guess the latter didn't the story.