Heron Lake Plateau snow (hey oh)

Neither girl seemed to be overly pleased with the snow. Sequoia cited a pretty logical reason for not preferring it, which Elwood couldn't argue with. He nodded his understanding, but in his head, he was thinking: "Youth is wasted on the young! You're supposed to make snow angels, and have a snowball fight, and go ice skating..."

Clover gave him a quick kiss and then continued to harp on the suckiness of the "white shit," which drew another pointed but teasing look from her father. He was about to try to convince them to have a little fun in the snow, when Sequoia posed a question about his identity and Clover -- smartass that she was -- quickly answered before he could even draw breath. He joined in her play scheme without a moment's hesitation, though; he shifted subtly to try to block the birthmark on Clover's hip from Sequoia's line of sight as he replied, "That's right."