Winter is Coming

Fear is for the winter, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep
and the ice wind comes howling out of the north.
Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time,
and little children are born and live and die all in darkness
while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry,
and the white walkers move through the woods.

An old one from Yosemite National Park, a blizzard shrouds the high passes.