Home again

 The flowers are blossoming and the leaves are turning the trees and bushes green again. Spring is here.

Reaching my apartment building, I stopped to take a better picture of the door to our downstairs neighbor's apartment. Now that I have seen this up close I have even less idea as to what it is. It is made from rice straw and there are still grains attached to the part that hangs down at the bottom. I suspect that it may just be a piece of art that our neighbor liked, something with no particular meaning other than its value as art.