Leaveless

Lady Mary Pierrepont was the daughter of an earl, but at only twenty-two she had a dread of spinsterhood that was quite visceral, likening an old virgin to a tree both dry and putrid: "I have mortal Aversion to be an Old maid, and a decaid Oak before my window, leaveless, half rotten and shaking its wither'd Top.

For some reason (the Winter Consort connection?) I have always thought Oregon's music particularly suited to grey skies, silhouettes of leaveless trees and a good thick carpet of soggy leaves.