For weeks, one strange sight kept grabbing my attention during my daily walks. Outside a neighbor’s house, long rows of pale objects hung neatly in the sun day after day. They barely moved except when a light breeze passed through, and no matter what time I walked by, they seemed to be there. At first, I ignored them. Everyone has unusual hobbies or household routines, I told myself. Still, something about the display stayed in the back of my mind. The more often I saw it, the more curious I became. Before long, I found myself glancing toward the house every time I passed, wondering what exactly I was looking at.