No sweat, John. Your critique was valid. It was a sea of pale yellow with a semi-loud granite jolt. Did I mention that my wife loves yellow? The day the reno was done, we flew to Turkey for holidays. I didn't realize that my wife had a secret agenda. Carpets. We saw hundreds of carpets all over Turkey until we found those. But they did complete the room.
Hand woven sumak (soumak, soumac etc) from Van, Turkey. That's Ali, the carpet peddler in Goreme - Cappadocia, Turkey. He was a partner with the balloon pilot & he gave us a deal . . . etc . . . etc
Ian