Oh, I hope so! A nice cold one with loads and loads of snow. Its the last half of September, and its odd, while the Alders, some of which have turned and some are bare, the birches are yellowy, and the willows going, the larches are the most odd. They’re losing their needles and missing the gold bit, they’re and odd brown too, all this before the sycamores have turned. Maybe I’m just reading things in my own little microclimate here!