Spring means windows open; the big yellowbrown dog at the house on the corner hanging over the gate again, tongue out, happy to see you; kids dressed in oversized sports gear running down the street yelling Bryan! Bryyyaaaannn!!!; girl teenagers in their tight T-shirts and boy teenagers with their loping walks coming from the park wafting a sharp trail of pot smoke behind them; a guy and his banjo on the stoop; a baby with a cowboy-print bib that says “Howdy.”