<?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: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-3265503131816515225</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:51:06.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead Sheets in July 2008</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-6083556835248620064</id><published>2008-07-08T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:34:34.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOXAko-LMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BsYeDSV5AL4/s1600-h/Independence.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOXAko-LMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BsYeDSV5AL4/s320/Independence.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220682429143854274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk your shoes on the lane&lt;br /&gt;With twisted thoughts you know&lt;br /&gt;That salt is in your grain&lt;br /&gt;With everything you show&lt;br /&gt;The upside is your mood still on&lt;br /&gt;Angry stairs of your beset&lt;br /&gt;Summer gloomy giving and done &lt;br /&gt;You have the face to regret&lt;br /&gt;Like silver threads in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Each shadow dance wide&lt;br /&gt;There is no walking the fun&lt;br /&gt;Or steps to garden's abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see me broken in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of bowed head and shaking knees&lt;br /&gt;There are no peaty outside lies&lt;br /&gt;Those sway a little like the trees &lt;br /&gt;The haughtiness that must be tired&lt;br /&gt;And awfully hard to accept&lt;br /&gt;Is only the certainty of the cried&lt;br /&gt;Shoulders falling in reject&lt;br /&gt;Night is the shoot with my own words&lt;br /&gt;Steal bowed and weakened&lt;br /&gt;I had once gold shells spurts&lt;br /&gt;Of pumping and digging' its sheen end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairs up the stains I still climb&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the surprise on the still&lt;br /&gt;Impulse of serenity in its whim&lt;br /&gt;To give of its moons to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;Like huts in histories name&lt;br /&gt;Welling the past on its roots&lt;br /&gt;Of diamonds that dance in the flame&lt;br /&gt;Of their flickering glaring nude&lt;br /&gt;Something to bring the rifts&lt;br /&gt;Times of the oceans down leap&lt;br /&gt;A clear in the rise and the shifts&lt;br /&gt;Where everything comes that is deep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-6083556835248620064?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6083556835248620064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=6083556835248620064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/6083556835248620064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/6083556835248620064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/independence.html' title='Independence'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOXAko-LMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BsYeDSV5AL4/s72-c/Independence.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-3830914835686725554</id><published>2008-07-08T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:33:24.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Time Has Its Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOWr4UZjxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/l_kWU5jbpz0/s1600-h/Every+Time+Has+Its+Point.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOWr4UZjxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/l_kWU5jbpz0/s320/Every+Time+Has+Its+Point.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220682073649024786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time has its point&lt;br /&gt;Rolling by and by&lt;br /&gt;Opening up and joining joint&lt;br /&gt;Everything on the fly&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays were once new&lt;br /&gt;With many ways weigh&lt;br /&gt;New love songs coming too&lt;br /&gt;In the steady pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now like everything is rolling&lt;br /&gt;Into one time flow&lt;br /&gt;Long way street strolling&lt;br /&gt;With its one go&lt;br /&gt;Taking a view of singing&lt;br /&gt;Songs of the moods and day&lt;br /&gt;Around the corner bringing&lt;br /&gt;How it was in the ordinary way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time easy on its stop&lt;br /&gt;Living its feeling&lt;br /&gt;Water melons dried up&lt;br /&gt;Something from your heart stealing&lt;br /&gt;Playing with your mood&lt;br /&gt;So many years ago&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes again intrude&lt;br /&gt;Just like a rainbow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-3830914835686725554?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3830914835686725554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=3830914835686725554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3830914835686725554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3830914835686725554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/every-time-has-its-point.html' title='Every Time Has Its Point'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOWr4UZjxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/l_kWU5jbpz0/s72-c/Every+Time+Has+Its+Point.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-8070508453709661430</id><published>2008-07-08T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:32:05.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Kiss for Easy Going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOWVlcH83I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Gr878wSVNYo/s1600-h/Just+a+Kiss+for+Easy+Going.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOWVlcH83I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Gr878wSVNYo/s320/Just+a+Kiss+for+Easy+Going.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681690624029554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a kiss for easy going&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice on your chin&lt;br /&gt;Dreamy long times going&lt;br /&gt;Every somber mood within&lt;br /&gt;What you shall know my dear&lt;br /&gt;Is love that is very close?&lt;br /&gt;With streams that dreams adhere&lt;br /&gt;Remembering what then goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays are a long time&lt;br /&gt;When we were young awhile&lt;br /&gt;Blossoming bosom in prime&lt;br /&gt;On to the ways and beguile&lt;br /&gt;You were kiss once or twice&lt;br /&gt;Once more to me and along&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like this ever dies&lt;br /&gt;If you constantly someone long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just into the darkish night&lt;br /&gt;Where moods were once going&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that are from flight&lt;br /&gt;Into a heart again showing&lt;br /&gt;You were my love theme then&lt;br /&gt;Just like I was all yours&lt;br /&gt;Shall we tomorrow meet again?&lt;br /&gt;In every street side contours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-8070508453709661430?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8070508453709661430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=8070508453709661430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/8070508453709661430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/8070508453709661430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-kiss-for-easy-going.html' title='Just a Kiss for Easy Going'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHOWVlcH83I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Gr878wSVNYo/s72-c/Just+a+Kiss+for+Easy+Going.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-344884502304977615</id><published>2008-07-08T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:23:47.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much to Give And Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNqRao4zJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/VQDhmFIt9yk/s1600-h/So+Much+to+Give+And+Take.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNqRao4zJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/VQDhmFIt9yk/s320/So+Much+to+Give+And+Take.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220633240493673618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to give and take&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere one goes&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that always up wake&lt;br /&gt;And give of its inside flows&lt;br /&gt;A dream within a dream&lt;br /&gt;Like a buttercup sweet&lt;br /&gt;Something of expectation esteem&lt;br /&gt;Show you life's worthy treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to open and live&lt;br /&gt;Right from the first start&lt;br /&gt;The ways of the moments give&lt;br /&gt;Some from everyone's heart&lt;br /&gt;Hope is as clear as sky&lt;br /&gt;If you will know its road&lt;br /&gt;Let every depression die&lt;br /&gt;Throw away its heavy load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song is a song to share&lt;br /&gt;Life is so many true ways&lt;br /&gt;You have always something dear&lt;br /&gt;Those inside your heart play&lt;br /&gt;Let it come shining out&lt;br /&gt;With every aspiring height&lt;br /&gt;That's what life's about&lt;br /&gt;To find ways those are in sight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-344884502304977615?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/344884502304977615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=344884502304977615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/344884502304977615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/344884502304977615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-much-to-give-and-take.html' title='So Much to Give And Take'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNqRao4zJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/VQDhmFIt9yk/s72-c/So+Much+to+Give+And+Take.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-7445730760137633021</id><published>2008-07-08T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:22:01.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Summer is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNp1T3LD0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/GXK-Qz5NchA/s1600-h/Now+Summer+is+Here.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNp1T3LD0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/GXK-Qz5NchA/s320/Now+Summer+is+Here.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220632757638205250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now summer is here&lt;br /&gt;With moments fair and bright&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful weather in the air&lt;br /&gt;And hope around everywhere&lt;br /&gt;A happy time together&lt;br /&gt;With something new to sing&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't become better&lt;br /&gt;Then again what these days bring&lt;br /&gt;The hours are coming clear&lt;br /&gt;With blossoms growing wide&lt;br /&gt;So much of pleasures near&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere abide&lt;br /&gt;With lovely days of July now&lt;br /&gt;Any love could become true&lt;br /&gt;And open up wishes somehow&lt;br /&gt;Making them again bright new&lt;br /&gt;Now summer is here&lt;br /&gt;With beautiful gardens around&lt;br /&gt;And fragrances in the air&lt;br /&gt;That nowhere else is found&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-7445730760137633021?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7445730760137633021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=7445730760137633021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/7445730760137633021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/7445730760137633021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-summer-is-here.html' title='Now Summer is Here'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNp1T3LD0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/GXK-Qz5NchA/s72-c/Now+Summer+is+Here.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-6537413419754961167</id><published>2008-07-08T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:18:56.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Dream like a Cloud Above</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNpI29YHuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/dh1njB6JRtM/s1600-h/Come+Dream+like+a+Cloud+Above.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNpI29YHuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/dh1njB6JRtM/s320/Come+Dream+like+a+Cloud+Above.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220631993965354722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come dream like a cloud above&lt;br /&gt;Uplifting deep and its sunshine&lt;br /&gt;So much of misty worthy of&lt;br /&gt;In every faraway horizon line&lt;br /&gt;Deep as the river is giving&lt;br /&gt;From its watery stream going&lt;br /&gt;Where every gleam is living &lt;br /&gt;And from both sides flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day that has come from deep&lt;br /&gt;Just to bring you shine things&lt;br /&gt;With hours and moments to keep&lt;br /&gt;That with every enjoyment sings&lt;br /&gt;Rain that comes to drip drop&lt;br /&gt;Making freshness more clear&lt;br /&gt;Giving its flow and its loop&lt;br /&gt;In everything that's now near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come dream in liking of July&lt;br /&gt;Shift windblown grass like hair&lt;br /&gt;Everyone’s fate there must lie&lt;br /&gt;In completeness of emerging year&lt;br /&gt;Where light touches soft earth&lt;br /&gt;Never a fraction in icily fears&lt;br /&gt;And blossoms of bright is worth&lt;br /&gt;Each of the day ongoing careers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-6537413419754961167?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6537413419754961167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=6537413419754961167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/6537413419754961167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/6537413419754961167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/come-dream-like-cloud-above.html' title='Come Dream like a Cloud Above'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNpI29YHuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/dh1njB6JRtM/s72-c/Come+Dream+like+a+Cloud+Above.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-5376969799447893568</id><published>2008-07-08T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:17:01.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Encounters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNopaVtPQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zH-e0JBTGHU/s1600-h/Happy+Encounters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNopaVtPQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zH-e0JBTGHU/s320/Happy+Encounters.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220631453706829058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love songs of earth&lt;br /&gt;And fields made&lt;br /&gt;Flowers of new morning birth&lt;br /&gt;Sky tinctures that never fade&lt;br /&gt;A heart of a beating secret&lt;br /&gt;Full of love to you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in its ways to regret&lt;br /&gt;From inside colors true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love songs coming by&lt;br /&gt;Every dream of oceans wide&lt;br /&gt;The azures space and sky&lt;br /&gt;In cloudlets drifting and glide&lt;br /&gt;Every thought that comes to be&lt;br /&gt;From hope we know&lt;br /&gt;The world of songs playfully&lt;br /&gt;Like dawn of dewdrops glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love songs in each new go&lt;br /&gt;That gives life a new meaning&lt;br /&gt;Every day's ordinary show&lt;br /&gt;From roads of its enduring greening&lt;br /&gt;Spinning slowly on and on&lt;br /&gt;With flowers on the sideways&lt;br /&gt;Past dreams that never are done&lt;br /&gt;In their many shading's lays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy encounters&lt;br /&gt; In every step and way&lt;br /&gt;Happy encounters&lt;br /&gt;In gladness you give away&lt;br /&gt;Moments to remember always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy encounters&lt;br /&gt;To share and to take&lt;br /&gt;Happy encounters&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy and to awake&lt;br /&gt;With gladness for every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments to remember always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-5376969799447893568?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5376969799447893568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=5376969799447893568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/5376969799447893568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/5376969799447893568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-encounters.html' title='Happy Encounters'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHNopaVtPQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zH-e0JBTGHU/s72-c/Happy+Encounters.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-1777329273775616887</id><published>2008-07-07T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:28:28.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHTdNVNqGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IZP_Ha7_FTc/s1600-h/Beautiful+Daydream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHTdNVNqGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IZP_Ha7_FTc/s320/Beautiful+Daydream.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185941847418978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful daydream&lt;br /&gt;Everything is flowing&lt;br /&gt;Like the river stream&lt;br /&gt;Every mood is going&lt;br /&gt;Lights in the faraway&lt;br /&gt;Dark in the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Love songs in sky play&lt;br /&gt;Carrying my heart on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wistful hour thinking&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Like new dewdrops blinking&lt;br /&gt;Full of early yearning&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful with the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;In the darkish leaving&lt;br /&gt;A new day taking flight&lt;br /&gt;Full in instance briefing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running here now through&lt;br /&gt;Daydreams once shining&lt;br /&gt;Both for me and for you&lt;br /&gt;In their silver lining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yesterdays are old&lt;br /&gt;Like sparkling autumn song&lt;br /&gt;Those leaves paling hold&lt;br /&gt;That you sometimes long&lt;br /&gt;Love is a beautiful daydream&lt;br /&gt;Giving and touching much&lt;br /&gt;Like the early hours beam&lt;br /&gt;Everything wishful to touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running here now through&lt;br /&gt;Daydreams once shining&lt;br /&gt;Both for me and for you&lt;br /&gt;In their silver lining&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-1777329273775616887?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1777329273775616887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=1777329273775616887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/1777329273775616887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/1777329273775616887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/beautiful-daydream.html' title='Beautiful Daydream'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHTdNVNqGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IZP_Ha7_FTc/s72-c/Beautiful+Daydream.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-1139869966497641780</id><published>2008-07-07T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:26:27.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Sing and Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHTDHbG5vI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_WDi8XtBg8Y/s1600-h/Always+Sing+and+Sing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHTDHbG5vI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_WDi8XtBg8Y/s320/Always+Sing+and+Sing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185493584930546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always sing and sing&lt;br /&gt;To the weary mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every hour shall bring&lt;br /&gt;Love of its rising fountain&lt;br /&gt;The hope is in the try&lt;br /&gt;To show off and give&lt;br /&gt;It opens every sky&lt;br /&gt;With the enjoyment to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always listen and listen&lt;br /&gt;To the moods waving&lt;br /&gt;So much in there is hidden&lt;br /&gt;In its ways of craving&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that no one knows&lt;br /&gt;Because they are of distance&lt;br /&gt;From the morning blows&lt;br /&gt;In their coming trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always bring them forward&lt;br /&gt;Freshly garden on&lt;br /&gt;So much in its yard&lt;br /&gt;With purposes of the spun&lt;br /&gt;Lost themes there are found&lt;br /&gt;Singing to your heart&lt;br /&gt;And flow flow around&lt;br /&gt;From a new beginning’s start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-1139869966497641780?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1139869966497641780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=1139869966497641780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/1139869966497641780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/1139869966497641780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/always-sing-and-sing.html' title='Always Sing and Sing'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHTDHbG5vI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_WDi8XtBg8Y/s72-c/Always+Sing+and+Sing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-4569737878117231591</id><published>2008-07-07T01:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:24:07.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Days Are Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHSepHNyPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vEvINpKd4jE/s1600-h/New+Days+Are+Coming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHSepHNyPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vEvINpKd4jE/s320/New+Days+Are+Coming.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220184866973141234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New days are coming&lt;br /&gt;Of white pinkish blossoming&lt;br /&gt;And every red knob true&lt;br /&gt;That comes and touches you &lt;br /&gt;The gardening is freshening up&lt;br /&gt;As those shadings won't stop&lt;br /&gt;To fill in the moments on&lt;br /&gt;Till their time's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New hours of blossoms&lt;br /&gt;In every corner looms&lt;br /&gt;That hope has been calling for&lt;br /&gt;To the eyes for more and more&lt;br /&gt;Light in the tinctured plays&lt;br /&gt;True colors of rainbow rays&lt;br /&gt;Filling each aspiring shade&lt;br /&gt;With nature hands made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenderly it’s all yours&lt;br /&gt;Glowing summer buds and spurs&lt;br /&gt;Everything to bring you love &lt;br /&gt;From the sunshine above&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling refreshment green&lt;br /&gt;So much of instances between&lt;br /&gt;Every garden and lane&lt;br /&gt;To take away winter's strain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-4569737878117231591?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4569737878117231591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=4569737878117231591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/4569737878117231591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/4569737878117231591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-days-are-coming.html' title='New Days Are Coming'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHHSepHNyPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vEvINpKd4jE/s72-c/New+Days+Are+Coming.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-3363363400198820936</id><published>2008-07-06T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:55:32.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resonant Daydreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD6BMQyWxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/UfWl_cSkPio/s1600-h/Resonant+Daydreams.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD6BMQyWxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/UfWl_cSkPio/s320/Resonant+Daydreams.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219946866500852498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resonant daydreams&lt;br /&gt;Going through to the evening&lt;br /&gt;In their shimmering streams&lt;br /&gt;Those to a thought sing&lt;br /&gt;Every tincture's full glow&lt;br /&gt;That comes from shadows&lt;br /&gt;In the ongoing dreamy flow&lt;br /&gt;That to the night goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resonate to inside love&lt;br /&gt;That every parting mode is&lt;br /&gt;Drifty haze above&lt;br /&gt;In the reddish dim bliss&lt;br /&gt;Of the night again coming&lt;br /&gt;To a peaceful stillness&lt;br /&gt;Remembered and summing&lt;br /&gt;Of a dream in fullness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resonating on and on&lt;br /&gt;Serenely in its state&lt;br /&gt;Horizon's mood shone&lt;br /&gt;Of day to night's debate&lt;br /&gt;Rising tomorrow's dawn&lt;br /&gt;To ocean's wavelets suave&lt;br /&gt;After night curtain's drawn&lt;br /&gt;Of fancies dark mauve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-3363363400198820936?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3363363400198820936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=3363363400198820936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3363363400198820936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3363363400198820936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/resonant-daydreams.html' title='Resonant Daydreams'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD6BMQyWxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/UfWl_cSkPio/s72-c/Resonant+Daydreams.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-5828413352730049319</id><published>2008-07-06T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:26:22.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Drops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD49frmByI/AAAAAAAAAUM/p4qDGoORLz4/s1600-h/Rain+Drops.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD49frmByI/AAAAAAAAAUM/p4qDGoORLz4/s320/Rain+Drops.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219945703482459938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain drops&lt;br /&gt;They come so easily&lt;br /&gt;In splashing and plops&lt;br /&gt;And briefing in breezily&lt;br /&gt;Love songs of cobble stones&lt;br /&gt;Themes of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Times of alone tones&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy sky grieves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I love them&lt;br /&gt;How they are falling&lt;br /&gt;Glisten water gem&lt;br /&gt;On to earth calling&lt;br /&gt;Fresh rhythmic chants&lt;br /&gt;Shortly lived and phrased&lt;br /&gt;On rooftops they dance&lt;br /&gt;For ear to be amazed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk of the night&lt;br /&gt;Through every window&lt;br /&gt;When they fall so light&lt;br /&gt;On the streets below&lt;br /&gt;Something to remember&lt;br /&gt;In their dancing echo&lt;br /&gt;Through tides and temper&lt;br /&gt;Those come as they go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-5828413352730049319?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5828413352730049319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=5828413352730049319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/5828413352730049319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/5828413352730049319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/rain-drops.html' title='Rain Drops'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD49frmByI/AAAAAAAAAUM/p4qDGoORLz4/s72-c/Rain+Drops.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-5010671193369869459</id><published>2008-07-06T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:53:25.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD4aerH9bI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UtI62doociU/s1600-h/July+Blues.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD4aerH9bI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UtI62doociU/s320/July+Blues.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219945101916632498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-5010671193369869459?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5010671193369869459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=5010671193369869459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/5010671193369869459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/5010671193369869459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-blues.html' title='July Blues'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SHD4aerH9bI/AAAAAAAAAUE/UtI62doociU/s72-c/July+Blues.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-1179892026371305011</id><published>2008-07-03T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:20:44.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Roads On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SG0mgv6kyyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/GOi1xmAEcQ8/s1600-h/Wild+Roads+On.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SG0mgv6kyyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/GOi1xmAEcQ8/s320/Wild+Roads+On.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218869887252089634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-1179892026371305011?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1179892026371305011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=1179892026371305011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/1179892026371305011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/1179892026371305011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/wild-roads-on.html' title='Wild Roads On'/><author><name>Peter S. 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Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SG0mQe7XEJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H9YDW4E9UW0/s72-c/Transformed+Moments.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-3398830644172340854</id><published>2008-07-03T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:29:03.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Summer Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SG0l97-2BcI/AAAAAAAAATs/726z7aLKUd4/s1600-h/One+Summer+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SG0l97-2BcI/AAAAAAAAATs/726z7aLKUd4/s320/One+Summer+Day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218869289195800002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One summer day&lt;br /&gt;I felt your heart&lt;br /&gt;How love came to play&lt;br /&gt;In its morning of start&lt;br /&gt;Like a dawn was in&lt;br /&gt;With its escalating fire&lt;br /&gt;The wings ruffle’s spin&lt;br /&gt;Of its innermost desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yesterdays gone  &lt;br /&gt;From wintry arctic blow&lt;br /&gt;And numbness there done &lt;br /&gt;In the hoary icily glow&lt;br /&gt;Feelings lost in weather&lt;br /&gt;Touching the mood of dim&lt;br /&gt;No one close together&lt;br /&gt;Only the chill whimsy whim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One summer night&lt;br /&gt;When songs are heart's new&lt;br /&gt;In the evening of light&lt;br /&gt;Puffs of ways that are true&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my all&lt;br /&gt;Across every bright awake&lt;br /&gt;In a morning shines loll&lt;br /&gt;That such pale make&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-3398830644172340854?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3398830644172340854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=3398830644172340854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3398830644172340854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3398830644172340854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-summer-day.html' title='One Summer Day'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SG0l97-2BcI/AAAAAAAAATs/726z7aLKUd4/s72-c/One+Summer+Day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-6038671069464167172</id><published>2008-07-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T07:31:34.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Be Wishing Upon a Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGzQtxO0fsI/AAAAAAAAATk/5O5Ga4hmlR0/s1600-h/I+Will+Be+Wishing+Upon+a+Star.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGzQtxO0fsI/AAAAAAAAATk/5O5Ga4hmlR0/s320/I+Will+Be+Wishing+Upon+a+Star.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218775552943750850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be wishing upon a star&lt;br /&gt;In to the little spacey ways&lt;br /&gt;Someone to long for in the very afar&lt;br /&gt;With the colors of every place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the moods of a cloudy sky&lt;br /&gt;With every feeling that is inside&lt;br /&gt;Something is coming or going by&lt;br /&gt;When you listen for a moment and abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are only here for a very brief time&lt;br /&gt;Like clouds in the faraway day&lt;br /&gt;With feelings like ocean's in their prime&lt;br /&gt;Going to and fro - either way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere a day is beginning anew&lt;br /&gt;With light coming up over a hill&lt;br /&gt;Something for love to live on through&lt;br /&gt;Others have only new dreams to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a moon from clouds to a blue&lt;br /&gt;Into the morning of the leaving dark&lt;br /&gt;Rise with the forest all into the new&lt;br /&gt;Long ways to go till all tinctures spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of flowing in water so plain&lt;br /&gt;Every splash that moves with a flow&lt;br /&gt;Sand and earth gardens with their grain&lt;br /&gt;Rushes through as the breeze will blow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-6038671069464167172?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6038671069464167172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=6038671069464167172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/6038671069464167172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/6038671069464167172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-be-wishing-upon-star.html' title='I Will Be Wishing Upon a Star'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGzQtxO0fsI/AAAAAAAAATk/5O5Ga4hmlR0/s72-c/I+Will+Be+Wishing+Upon+a+Star.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-2651974560689734651</id><published>2008-07-02T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:51:04.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Such a Ruthless Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGwalHueNDI/AAAAAAAAATc/A9fh-MruX84/s1600-h/Love+Is+Such+a+Ruthless+Way.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGwalHueNDI/AAAAAAAAATc/A9fh-MruX84/s320/Love+Is+Such+a+Ruthless+Way.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218575293247009842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is such a ruthless way&lt;br /&gt;To many of its mores turnings&lt;br /&gt;With the impossible it will play&lt;br /&gt;Closer to hold its burnings&lt;br /&gt;Raising those rainbows deep&lt;br /&gt;From its magic inside out&lt;br /&gt;Not many of its trinkets to keep&lt;br /&gt;When you know its skies about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes that nestle in the beauty&lt;br /&gt;Many times by various glances&lt;br /&gt;Begin to become of only duty&lt;br /&gt;When its golden wand dances&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand it's all really true&lt;br /&gt;The impracticable of its charms&lt;br /&gt;And it's a lot up to me and you&lt;br /&gt;To avoid its much plainly harms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At day its stars desert the sky&lt;br /&gt;And its dream becomes in vain&lt;br /&gt;Wings of inside that cannot fly&lt;br /&gt;Lure in thrilling hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;Like an ocean rushing to shore&lt;br /&gt;Giving salty water of the deep&lt;br /&gt;For one more desire to contour&lt;br /&gt;When again it awakes from sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-2651974560689734651?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2651974560689734651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=2651974560689734651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/2651974560689734651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/2651974560689734651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-is-such-ruthless-way.html' title='Love Is Such a Ruthless Way'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGwalHueNDI/AAAAAAAAATc/A9fh-MruX84/s72-c/Love+Is+Such+a+Ruthless+Way.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-976861609763808911</id><published>2008-07-02T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:45:00.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuUUaNtEVI/AAAAAAAAATU/XyynusXh72w/s1600-h/Sky+Blue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuUUaNtEVI/AAAAAAAAATU/XyynusXh72w/s320/Sky+Blue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427671593947474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky blue is so much you&lt;br /&gt;Every day inside of love to guide&lt;br /&gt;Sky blue summer‘s dream&lt;br /&gt;So much is true in every river stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is you to the day and evening&lt;br /&gt;Coming through to sing&lt;br /&gt;So tenderly always fresh and new&lt;br /&gt;To bring moments splendidly&lt;br /&gt;Inside always too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a morning coming&lt;br /&gt;And the wild grows with its leaves &lt;br /&gt;The freshest blooming in early dawn arose&lt;br /&gt;Every dream laden from gone frost&lt;br /&gt;Through the dreams now found&lt;br /&gt;When darkish glistens are lost&lt;br /&gt;In the earth around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky blue is so much you&lt;br /&gt;Every day inside love to abide&lt;br /&gt;Sky blue summer’s dream&lt;br /&gt;So much is new in every glowing beam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-976861609763808911?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/976861609763808911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=976861609763808911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/976861609763808911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/976861609763808911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/sky-blue.html' title='Sky Blue'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuUUaNtEVI/AAAAAAAAATU/XyynusXh72w/s72-c/Sky+Blue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-7844530545750844881</id><published>2008-07-02T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:14:17.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuTL9QhZoI/AAAAAAAAATM/eJKJmTMIUkk/s1600-h/Enchanted+Moments.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuTL9QhZoI/AAAAAAAAATM/eJKJmTMIUkk/s320/Enchanted+Moments.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218426426870556290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted moments &lt;br /&gt;The ongoing loftiness&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere its relents&lt;br /&gt;Into the earth softness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving in shades around&lt;br /&gt;From on shadowing trees&lt;br /&gt;Dance forms there found&lt;br /&gt;Surfaces of eternally frees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart that stiffen its play&lt;br /&gt;Lost by a separate vitality&lt;br /&gt;A river returning rock's clay&lt;br /&gt;A garden of fountain carnality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaces between whirling plovers&lt;br /&gt;Dream crossed in twilight of birth&lt;br /&gt;The forces of many pullovers&lt;br /&gt;In every quill of its worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted in sails stillness&lt;br /&gt;The brief of a frozen time&lt;br /&gt;When wings in flight’s chillness&lt;br /&gt;Uplift some dust and grime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tension between dreams cross&lt;br /&gt;The window towards the shore&lt;br /&gt;Effects that's there and bathos&lt;br /&gt;That we don't know what is for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-7844530545750844881?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7844530545750844881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=7844530545750844881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/7844530545750844881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/7844530545750844881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/enchanted-moments.html' title='Enchanted Moments'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuTL9QhZoI/AAAAAAAAATM/eJKJmTMIUkk/s72-c/Enchanted+Moments.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-7121207798093924865</id><published>2008-07-02T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:40:17.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketches and Patches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuFhD4XqiI/AAAAAAAAATE/B0wiLLftXeA/s1600-h/Sketches+and+Patches.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuFhD4XqiI/AAAAAAAAATE/B0wiLLftXeA/s320/Sketches+and+Patches.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218411396262767138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketches and patches &lt;br /&gt;Flowing the going&lt;br /&gt;Everything it touches&lt;br /&gt;With its weave and glowing&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow colors wide&lt;br /&gt;From a cloud to cloud&lt;br /&gt;Above in the sky hide&lt;br /&gt;Away from peoples crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new born day&lt;br /&gt;Something else is turning&lt;br /&gt;Coming to our way&lt;br /&gt;With its touch and yearning&lt;br /&gt;Like the drip drops&lt;br /&gt;From each rainy go&lt;br /&gt;That goes down and tops&lt;br /&gt;Bare heads in a row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden paths on walking&lt;br /&gt;In the city space&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere someone’s talking&lt;br /&gt;With a lazy pace&lt;br /&gt;Summer times are giving&lt;br /&gt;Languid moments spin&lt;br /&gt;That everyone is living&lt;br /&gt;With their fun in the sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-7121207798093924865?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7121207798093924865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=7121207798093924865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/7121207798093924865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/7121207798093924865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/sketches-and-patches.html' title='Sketches and Patches'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuFhD4XqiI/AAAAAAAAATE/B0wiLLftXeA/s72-c/Sketches+and+Patches.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-3438934524743753749</id><published>2008-07-02T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:24:45.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonders Happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuBjZeiusI/AAAAAAAAAS8/t9qwEJTu1RQ/s1600-h/Wonders+Happen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuBjZeiusI/AAAAAAAAAS8/t9qwEJTu1RQ/s320/Wonders+Happen.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218407038373247682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-3438934524743753749?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3438934524743753749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=3438934524743753749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3438934524743753749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/3438934524743753749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonders-happen.html' title='Wonders Happen'/><author><name>Peter S. Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16150727967735944314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.peter-s-quinn.com/peter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuBjZeiusI/AAAAAAAAAS8/t9qwEJTu1RQ/s72-c/Wonders+Happen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265503131816515225.post-4947830413624264308</id><published>2008-07-02T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:54:30.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Colors in Sky Shade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuAK6yRwBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/vJTFVL9J8HY/s1600-h/Water+Colors+in+Sky+Shade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gWUyhH7Iz9g/SGuAK6yRwBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/vJTFVL9J8HY/s320/Water+Colors+in+Sky+Shade.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218405518306033682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water colors and sky shade&lt;br /&gt;Every tranquil to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;That in hazy high is made&lt;br /&gt;Of the moment's coming still&lt;br /&gt;Living cloudy many ways&lt;br /&gt;Through the distances a drifting&lt;br /&gt;In the colors of lighted grays&lt;br /&gt;Those in tincture now are shifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watery flow of rivers on&lt;br /&gt;Blue in touch and waving light&lt;br /&gt;From the moments never done&lt;br /&gt;Of the sky in azure bright&lt;br /&gt;Profound dark of a wielding deep&lt;br /&gt;Nearly swart for eyes to free&lt;br /&gt;Shadings mingling some to keep&lt;br /&gt;From its rivulets to the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greener colors from the green&lt;br /&gt;Of the woods around the lane&lt;br /&gt;Somber yellow and brown between&lt;br /&gt;Much of reddish with its strain&lt;br /&gt;Deep and moving leaves in breeze&lt;br /&gt;Hazel routs to so many places&lt;br /&gt;Air of the bracing the spirit frees&lt;br /&gt;In every tincture’s falling graces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265503131816515225-4947830413624264308?l=lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4947830413624264308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3265503131816515225&amp;postID=4947830413624264308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/4947830413624264308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265503131816515225/posts/default/4947830413624264308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lead-sheets-in-july-2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/water-colors-in-sky-shade.html' title='Water Colors in Sky Shade'/><author><name>Peter S. 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