Papa found Grandmother's hooked rugs

A BIG hug for Papa . . .
We have been cleaning out our garage.  In California you usually do not have attics or cellars which is the case for us.  So in this dusty process, Papa comes upon a box, opens it and comments "You don't want this do you?"  I passed a gander in his direction and gasped...cause if he had trashed it, 

it would be... no tellin'. 

He found the box with my Grandmother's,

Carrie Shann Moseman Wheeler, Hooked rugs. 

So far this is the first that I have photographed. 

It is so amazing to me how vibrant the colors are. 

It appears to me that she signed it

using what I believe to be a rock for the background

 and her first name ' Carrie'.

The backside shows strips of various kinds 

of material whip stitched on for hanging the rug.

I am 78, and I always knew her to be hooking rugs.

These rugs could very well be 100 years old.

My mother told me Granma Carrie would enter her rugs
 yearly in the Westchester County Fair, 
White Plains, N.Y. and won many awards.  

I am so happy that dear Papa uncovered them. 

I think there is one more and I will take more pictures.

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I have many chores that need my attention... so TTYL 

Again, thanks for visiting ...

P.S.:  There are 4 more rugs ... what a treasure Papa has unfolded. 

I knew that they had been packed away years ago.  Hoping that during our travels they had not been lost... just, simply misplaced.

Eureka ... 
Family Treasures and Heirlooms have been re-discovered.