Here is what I love about my home state: we are cup half full people. We went to the Winter Carnival today, where people gather together and embrace the season that descends on us for half the year. I took a zillion pictures, but this one is the best slice of life. I love the little girls in front, fixated on their corn dogs and oblivious to the bare-armed bridal party (one of two that we saw) coming through to view the ice sculptures. All the movement is a great indicator that no one stands around for long in the cold.