I blame Al-Qadim for the origins of my carpet buying. Flying Persian rugs are a great daydream (did I mention the heat? A flying carpet would create a nice breeze.), and so we actually did buy a red machine-woven Karastan shortly after moving out here. It's been our entryway rug ever since. Then we splurged on a blue Gabbeh (tribal weave) runner which we've always complimented ourselves on, hang the price.
Now the Sarough. It is a thing of beauty. Deer, lions, flowers, birds, all in blue, green, red, pink, all the colors of a thousand and one nights. But I still can't sleep.