My impetus this time was a beautiful runner. We have a long, rather narrow hall on the first floor extending from the front foyer to the mudroom in the back. We'd like to eventually make it a bit of a gallery with some of our framed oil paintings and such, but so far it's just been a dark, dreary stretch. No more with the cheery placement of the rich runner.
I was very excited to find one just the right length. And it's my first real Persian rug! I have several of European and Oriental origin (who doesn't these days, with everything made in China!). The runner still has the Iranian import tag on the back and is a thick, vibrant wool pattern. It even came with the felted nonslip pad, so no fear of DaVinci peeling out and rumpling the runner!
The runner is still a little crooked and wrinkled; it's much harder than I thought to get 16+ feet of heavy wool to lie straight on a nonslip surface without a helping hand!