Not too long ago rugs & pillows were our everything. We cloaked ourselves in them when we were cold. We pinned them to walls to shield the sun, wind & rain. We gathered to eat on them. We used them to create comfortable sleep. We tossed them over our shoulder to carry tools & to trade. We used them as a shroud for the dead. They truly were our everything. Hand made, homespun & loomed rugs distinguished where we were from, our traditions, superstitions & how far we had traveled. The designs, processes & motifs are a doorway into our past.