<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Jazwolf7781"><title>Life's Journeys--- Sometimes Illustrated - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/</link><description>Through words and photos, a retelling of life's travel, from morning walks and foreign adventure to dreams and spiritual exploration.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/431922" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/431671" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/431358" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/430145" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/429925" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/429543" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/429171" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/428818" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/428328" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/427864" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/431922"><title>This Is NOT One Of My Deer Neighbor's Kids OR What Are You Looking At?</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/431922</link><description>Elk and buffalo roam freely at a park about 70 miles away from my home. 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We left with him a pound of bacon, a dozen eggs, and a cast iron skillet. He hadn’t previously cooked for us on any of our camping trips, but we figured that he could handle it. He stood about 6-2 and weighed about 350. He hadn’t...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/429925"><title>Take A Hike!</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Jazwolf7781/429925</link><description>Never before have we had such a high percentage of fat and overweight people in this country. One of the reasons given for that is that we are more sedentary than were our ancestors who ate plenty of fat, but burned it off through a more active lifestyle. They ploughed. They planted. 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