This past Friday was a day of days in my book. It started with my bridal pictures, bright and early mind you. Matt and I thankfully were not asked to give soft smiles or kiss and just pretend the photographer is not there taking pictures of you. You can check some of them out here. (Thanks Casey for doing an AMAZING job!) Matt and I continued to run our many wedding errands after the shoot, and then decided we should end our day with our dear friend Dawson at the Arts Festival. This is where it gets good, and I will begin to illustrate with pictures.
I started noticing the nice cloudage going on:
and then I realized perhaps it did not look so nice:
Downright nasty actually:
And this is the point where everyone starts running.
(Note the boy in the monkey harness.)
About two seconds after this picture was taken it DUMPED on us. We took refuge in the library and enjoyed watching the late comers come in soaked. After the storm let up a bit we ran for the car, drove through every major puddle we could find, and then decided a burger would be the perfect end to this eventful day, and that is when we saw this:
I physically could not stop taking pictures, and this rainbow just kept getting better. (By the by, turns out the Salt Palace is where the pot of gold is. right?)
And we ended on these beauties just as we walked in to get ourselves a burger and dill pickle chips. mmmmm.....