Shooting color runs is so much fun, especially when you are one of the official photographers positioned directly in the race course. My post was the station before the finish line. It was the last chance the participants had to get as colorful as possible, and they knew it. As the 8,000 runners passed by, the area became more and more chaotic. Eventually, pink took over everything, hovering as a fine mist in the air and coating the asphalt in a day-glo dusting almost like snow. Some plopped on the ground and made pink powder angels. Others scooped powder by the handful and hurled it at their racing buddies. It’s hard to say what I liked best about the scene — the abundance of bright, bright color or the expressions of joy and surprise on people’s faces.