<?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-8869860925732684253</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:47:09.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildlife Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifeobserved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869860925732684253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifeobserved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AmySherman, LMHC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06037668395960227497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnvFfKLgWrA/SEp3-vP14TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KlCyIFdTuyg/S220/DSC04589-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869860925732684253.post-6977504791883002526</id><published>2009-04-05T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T06:56:41.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk About Following Your Passion</title><content type='html'>The other day, on the way home from gym, a large bird flew past my car.  &lt;br /&gt;I had to get a closer look, since we have a neighborhood osprey, and I &lt;br /&gt;often see her carrying away fish from our adjacent pond.  I drove to &lt;br /&gt;where she landed and to my surprise it was a Great Horned Owl that had &lt;br /&gt;just caught a small mammal and was tearing at it on the branch.  Luckily, &lt;br /&gt;I’m always prepared with binoculars in the car, so I sat there watching &lt;br /&gt;this National Geographic moment for a little while.  I turned away for a &lt;br /&gt;second and when I looked up she was on another branch, but this time, &lt;br /&gt;standing next to her was another large owl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How exciting is that to see two Great Horned Owls in the wild, eating!  But then I noticed that the two owls were not a mating pair, but a Mama and her Baby (who, by the way, was just about her size, but with a lot of the downy feathers you find on &lt;br /&gt;young birds).  You can’t imagine my thrill to be watching a mother feeding &lt;br /&gt;her baby, right in front of me, in the wild.  I called my husband to come &lt;br /&gt;quickly and to bring the camera (which unfortunately is just a little digital &lt;br /&gt;version without a zoom lens).  Needless to say, we took a mountain of pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;I came back the next day hoping to see them again and as luck would have it, &lt;br /&gt;Mama was there, but on another tree were her twin babies – that’s right.  She &lt;br /&gt;had another baby and they were perched on a branch together, looking down at &lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been back to the site numerous times just to watch them.  My husband &lt;br /&gt;came back with our telescope and was able to creatively take a few awesome &lt;br /&gt;pictures.  I named the babies, Chuck and Chelsea, and Mama seems to always &lt;br /&gt;be there in her majestic beauty, watching over her brood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could spend all day, every day, watching wildlife.  For some reason, when &lt;br /&gt;you go to the zoo and see the Great Horned Owls, it’s just not the same as &lt;br /&gt;when they are free to be an owl in their natural habitat.  I realize that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nature, wildlife, and all animals have always been my secret passion, and &lt;br /&gt;I’m finally at the age to perhaps do something about it.   While I’m still &lt;br /&gt;working and don’t have time, yet, to volunteer, I will look into some options &lt;br /&gt;for the future.  Meanwhile, I set up a new blog, called The Wildlife Chronicles, &lt;br /&gt;where I hope other people will report their sightings so we can all hear your &lt;br /&gt;adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869860925732684253-6977504791883002526?l=wildlifeobserved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifeobserved.blogspot.com/feeds/6977504791883002526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifeobserved.blogspot.com/2009/04/talk-about-following-your-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869860925732684253/posts/default/6977504791883002526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869860925732684253/posts/default/6977504791883002526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifeobserved.blogspot.com/2009/04/talk-about-following-your-passion.html' title='Talk About Following Your Passion'/><author><name>AmySherman, LMHC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06037668395960227497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnvFfKLgWrA/SEp3-vP14TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KlCyIFdTuyg/S220/DSC04589-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
