“Dreamy” can mean so many things: a handsome movie star, a Terry Gilliam movie, a gauzy window treatment. In Minnesota in the fall, the word dreamy brings to my mind autumnal color, which we so rarely get in the metro area. Luckily for me, I found some – quite a lot, actually – at the lake near my house. A dream come true before the vast winter arrives. The young girl on the tree seems to be contemplating something as well. Or maybe she was just wondering how she was going to get down.