I saw a delightful tree in the woods near my house this past winter. It had lost most of its leaves, but what remained was a consistent shade of pale gold, similar to the faint golden glow one might see upon the moon from time to time. It complimented the almost white bark marvelously. I still don't know what type of tree it was, but damn it was beautiful! But Fall is nice, that's my second favorite season. Then Spring, then Summer dead last, despite my birthday being in it.