<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Danny Coyne Photography]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wildlife & nature photographer based in Peachland, British Columbia.]]></description><link>https://www.dannycoynephotography.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 10 May 2026 03:42:13 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.dannycoynephotography.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Among the Cedars - A Spring Encounter That Stayed With Me]]></title><description><![CDATA[It was a warm mid-spring weekend in the Okanagan Valley far warmer than seasonal temperatures should have been. The heat shimmered off the earth, creating harsh light and waves of haze that make wildlife photography difficult and uninspiring. I knew if I wanted to find spring in its truest form, I needed to leave the valley behind and head for the mountains, where winter still lingered in the shadows and the awakening of the wild had only just begun. With hopes of finding a grizzly, or...]]></description><link>https://www.dannycoynephotography.com/post/among-the-cedars-a-spring-encounter-that-stayed-with-me</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69ffc37ab1ac8cd94fa4dd0e</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2026 23:47:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/fd7ca1_72677e83100243be83a2a0636efe4ca1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Danny Coyne</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[When the Online World Went Quiet, I Finally Listened… Trading Algorithms for Birdsongs]]></title><description><![CDATA[When the Online World Went Quiet, I Finally Listened… Trading Algorithms for Birdsongs Somewhere along the past year, I drifted quietly at first into the current of comparison. A tide pulled not by truth, but by curated fragments of other people’s lives. Through a glowing phone screen, I measured my own adventures, my photography, my very identity and somehow, I always came up short. The mountains I climbed felt smaller, the wildlife I captured less rare, the moments less meaningful. I shrank...]]></description><link>https://www.dannycoynephotography.com/post/when-the-online-world-went-quiet-i-finally-listened-trading-algorithms-for-birdsongs</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69ffbdaa7e54dfff8b007592</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2026 23:08:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/fd7ca1_bd8e8c06662940628839a28ed8f9b586~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Danny Coyne</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>