The beech tree in our area hangs on to its leathery golden leaves most of the winter. Our tree is so tall that a deer would need to be an acrobat to reach the lowest branch.
The trumpet vine above is hanging on to its leaves for now.
And our many tulip trees have hung on to their seed pods which cluster like brown daisies against the blue sky. I have seen cardinals in the later part of winter eating the seeds when the more tasty food is unavailable.
The bald cypress that was planted a decade ago waits until it is colder before shedding all of its green foliage which has now turned rusty brown.