Well, it looks like
I spoke too soon.
Another snowy squall is blowing in tonight, with 'predictions' of accumulations of anywhere between four and ten inches. [In the real, non-weather-reader world, such a range is called a 'guess'.] I capitulate to Old Man Winter, and suggest this vision in white as a can't-beat-'em-join-'em offering. The luminous mosaic is mother-of-pearl, which is both stain resistant and durable—the latter a quality of which, in the face of this unending winter, I am running in short supply.
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