<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617</id><updated>2026-08-25T15:50:19.582-07:00</updated><category term="Sexuality"/><category term="Love"/><category term="Children"/><category term="Lifetime"/><category term="Money"/><category term="Moon"/><category term="Mystery"/><category term="Night"/><category term="Poem"/><category term="Sun"/><category term="Whores"/><category term="Wolves"/><category term="family"/><title type='text'>When the Moon Hits the Ground</title><subtitle type='html'>When you look up, who looks down?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-1692360410776352384</id><published>2013-09-08T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-08T11:07:36.033-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Moon"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mystery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Night"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wolves"/><title type='text'>When the Curtain is Called</title><content type='html'>So forth sets the sun. The moon glistens in the back light. The audience howls to the greatest ending of the day. It is however in that moment. That moment of cool blues and blacks. That we began to wonder amongst the dotted lights in the sky, is this the end? Or is it just the beginning? 















</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/1692360410776352384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2013/09/when-curtain-is-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/1692360410776352384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/1692360410776352384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2013/09/when-curtain-is-called.html' title='When the Curtain is Called'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-1007172243785102552</id><published>2013-07-01T12:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-01T12:32:59.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am </title><content type='html'>I breathe, though slow, I breathe.
I run, weak in my legs, I run.
I look back, fear of behind me, I look back.
I am here, pushing forward, here I am.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/1007172243785102552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2013/07/here-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/1007172243785102552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/1007172243785102552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2013/07/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am '/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-7851731981573466251</id><published>2012-10-13T00:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-13T00:41:26.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look up</title><content type='html'>Have you been looking to the sky?
Maybe rain will wash your sins
If darkness falls before night
Will you read books from a magazine?
Only when a desk becomes a table
Fish can fly when thrown far
Radio&#39;s turned to clocks
Clocks no longer tock
A poet writes a novel
Have you been looking to the sky?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/7851731981573466251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2012/10/look-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/7851731981573466251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/7851731981573466251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2012/10/look-up.html' title='Look up'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-6379701831820378218</id><published>2012-04-03T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-03T23:38:23.322-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexuality"/><title type='text'>My Moonlit Girl</title><content type='html'>As I lay in the grass&lt;br /&gt;
Peering into the bright lit moon&lt;br /&gt;
With the midnight breeze grazing my skin&lt;br /&gt;
I can only wonder if she is doing the same&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe its colder on her side&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe its barely dark&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe she is wondering the same&lt;br /&gt;
As I lay in the grass&lt;br /&gt;
Peering into the bright moon&lt;br /&gt;
I can only wonder if I&#39;ll ever meet&lt;br /&gt;
My moonlit girl.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/6379701831820378218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2012/04/my-moonlit-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/6379701831820378218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/6379701831820378218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2012/04/my-moonlit-girl.html' title='My Moonlit Girl'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-3893847028133734148</id><published>2012-02-25T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T17:17:50.148-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>Sometimes in the night, I wonder if your there&lt;br /&gt;
Standing so bright, with a steady stare.&lt;br /&gt;
Cant believe like a fog, you were gone.&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe if I keep looking in the night&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll see you standing so bright.&lt;br /&gt;
Never mind I&#39;ll find you.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish nothing but the best for you&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t forget me while your there.&lt;br /&gt;
Like a flower in spring,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll blossom again. Until then,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll tread through the dark winter&lt;br /&gt;
Not forgetting where I was,&lt;br /&gt;
Or who I was with you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/3893847028133734148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2012/02/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/3893847028133734148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/3893847028133734148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2012/02/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-2745246524667101736</id><published>2011-07-20T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T11:46:05.538-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lifetime"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Money"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexuality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Whores"/><title type='text'>A Lifetime Companion For A Day</title><content type='html'>In the night walks the lady,&lt;br /&gt;
In the day sleeps the man&lt;br /&gt;
For a moment or two they cross paths&lt;br /&gt;
Giving sparks to what is bland&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As they dance for the moment&lt;br /&gt;
Hearts sing and praise,&lt;br /&gt;
This is what they were meant&lt;br /&gt;
To move in the moonlight gaze&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
‘Ave Marie’ will play so loud &lt;br /&gt;
As they waltz down the stage&lt;br /&gt;
Her in her beautiful white dress&lt;br /&gt;
He with his puffed out chest&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Go to bed one year&lt;br /&gt;
And wake together the next&lt;br /&gt;
Life can be a dream or so he’s been told&lt;br /&gt;
Roll over and say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;
Give her the cash before she leaves&lt;br /&gt;
Lock your door for tomorrow night.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/2745246524667101736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifetime-companion-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/2745246524667101736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/2745246524667101736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifetime-companion-for-day.html' title='A Lifetime Companion For A Day'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-4895002202790736096</id><published>2011-03-06T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T17:28:24.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Loaded</title><content type='html'>Sunshine in a cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;
Lite rays hit my speckled face &lt;br /&gt;
Will this be real or a dream I can taste?&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve told so many lies&lt;br /&gt;
Dont know if I&#39;m dreamin&lt;br /&gt;
Or a nightmare I cant describe&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Im so alone! I aint breathin&#39;!&lt;br /&gt;
Grab my hat, I&#39;ll be leavin&lt;br /&gt;
When the moon hits the ground&lt;br /&gt;
It will be me who&#39;s not been found!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Were you here? &lt;br /&gt;
Was I there?&lt;br /&gt;
Could you read me from over there?&lt;br /&gt;
I broke your heart &lt;br /&gt;
Did it twice not one chance was it nice&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Im so alone! I aint breathin&#39;!&lt;br /&gt;
Grab my hat, I&#39;ll be leavin&lt;br /&gt;
When the moon hits the ground&lt;br /&gt;
It will be me who&#39;s not been found!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One day I&#39;ll come to my senses&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll be climbin&#39; over fences&lt;br /&gt;
Hell I&#39;ll be tryin to shoot at the MOON</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/4895002202790736096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2011/03/moon-loaded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/4895002202790736096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/4895002202790736096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2011/03/moon-loaded.html' title='Moon Loaded'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-4776398218071549688</id><published>2010-07-02T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:09:38.225-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexuality"/><title type='text'>Sexuality</title><content type='html'>Sexuality,&lt;br /&gt;
The he said she said-The he was real and she was not.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/4776398218071549688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2010/07/sexuality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/4776398218071549688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/4776398218071549688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2010/07/sexuality.html' title='Sexuality'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-291374526060066523</id><published>2010-07-02T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:08:07.455-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children"/><title type='text'>Bark</title><content type='html'>Bark like a dog&lt;br /&gt;
Cluck like a chicken&lt;br /&gt;
Meow like a cat&lt;br /&gt;
Scream like a kid</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/291374526060066523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2010/07/bark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/291374526060066523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/291374526060066523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2010/07/bark.html' title='Bark'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1964666123746827617.post-6970081241286132384</id><published>2010-06-12T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:07:24.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When...</title><content type='html'>I want this blog to be special one where everyone contributes to the story. So I want somebody to give me a subject and its matter, and together we will reach the stars.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/feeds/6970081241286132384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2010/06/when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/6970081241286132384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1964666123746827617/posts/default/6970081241286132384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenthemoonhitstheground.blogspot.com/2010/06/when.html' title='When...'/><author><name>Mr. Daddy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947089841056246281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwvt-ZGH36Gw7pPtVOPTkXW_mMEhtyKn6tS_8l9Z1BWrJkZwPBreoYwgIAoG1n48FvPWu1od4fTGDw0GyhCcHBkYRo7GFKSXEMf08V8mFCTpkEAD56j_6TChIfHEX4w/s1600-r/jeremiah-johnson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>