A hard frost in the night, and this morning on the path through the trees much rustling. At first I took it to be blackbirds ferreting in the brambles, or a troop of dogs in the bushes, but then I looked up and saw that it was a leaf-fall: all the trees were solemnly and silently shedding their leaves, which were landing on the icy grass and undergrowth with much crepitation. The freeze and/or the thaw must make them drop more easily.
If you're a bit depressive for any reason, winter can make you come over all Delmore Schwartz:

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