Today I'd have to say yes. That may be because it was 15 degrees when I woke up and there's a stiff breeze out there, too. Emerging from the Crystal City Underground felt like a slap in the face. Even just a few hundred feet of exposure was enough to send me shivering inside.
But the sun is bright and a big old moon was still up this morning when I walked Copper across the frost-stiffened grass. We're moving closer to solstice, so 'tis the season for shivering. Which is just what I'm doing now.
(Caution: Snowflakes in the window may be smaller — and less real — than they appear.)