And snow and ice on the surface reflect away what little sun weakly beams down. To compound the lack of incoming heat, snow very effectively radiates away what little heat it has, thus dropping surface air temperatures still further until it reaches the temperature of the high atmosphere. As the air cools, it becomes denser, forming large domes of high pressure. Eventually, this cold dome breaks its bond with the spawning ground and rushes wildly southward. Howling winds precede the great dome, announcing its advent to all life.
Rabbits burrow deep within snow banks.
And I fear one strand is missing. Before they knew the science behind the weather, inhabitants of the northern latitudes heard the voices of gods and demons in the howling rush of frigid, cold air from the polar region. The Greeks personified the North Wind as an old man, grey of locks but strong in body and harsh in disposition. They called him Boreas . The Apache saw the wind as a black wind, the Irish saw dark grey.