Up and at them!!!

Hello, world. Look at me. One of the finest springs in memory rolls along. I'll remember this part of the year for afternoons in the driveway, throwing a baseball up in the air to catch in the freshly oiled glove (use Marbo's prime Neatsfoot oil compound) while Jonny Cat saved the house from an army of lizards.
Now the countdown begins to rejuvenation.
A midnight dash to the Denver doldrums looms on the horizon.
The sun guides me to justice.
Giant green mountains will fall away to towers of the red rock.
I'll try to see myself on my next visit to the same footprint.
At this point, I hope I'm built to try.
I feel the thunder gathering now but I don't expect the waters to come for a long time.