Showing posts from 2016

Christmas Comes to the Mountain

It is true that all of our animals have Christmas stockings. They are lined up on the stairway with my children’s, husband’s, and my own, because we consider our pets part of the family. I still remember the expression of shocked disbelief I received from my ranching friend, Gail, when I mentioned it during a casual conversation about our holiday preparations. Ranchers have a working relationship with their animals, and view even dogs more as hired hands than as pets worthy of any pampering.

By contrast, our pets have always looked forward to the holiday season with relish, knowing it won’t be long before stockings loaded with special treats will be theirs to enjoy.  This was particularly true of Kobi, our mixed breed German Shepherd/Malamute.  He knew that after Thanksgiving it was our tradition to search for the perfect Christmas tree from horseback, and therefore, took advantage of the opportunity to prance in the snow while hunting for unwary gophers. However, on his first Christm…

An afternoon for baking.

It was the perfect day for baking.  After a long walk in the quickly setting sun and the sweet, brisk air, I found myself in the mood to bake.  Although I am known for my cookies and elaborate cakes, I felt like making something a little more savory, with a touch of sweetness.

My thoughts turned to the golden leaves and all the glorious fall colors. How could I capture the taste of that beautiful yellow-gold?  I sat for awhile, drinking in the Autumn day. Then a slow smile spread across my face. Of course, corn bread was the answer!

This recipe is my own creation and found in the back of my book "Go West, Young Woman!

Enjoy, and if you decide to make it, please comment, I would love to hear from you!

1 1/4 cups of flour
3/4 cup of corn meal
1/2 cup sugar
2 teaspoons of baking powder
1/2 teaspoon of salt
1 cup of milk
1 cup of vegetable oil
1 egg
1/4 cup of maple syrup

Preheat oven to 400 degrees and spray an 8" or 9" pan with nonstick cooking spray.  Mix together flou…

A Montana Evening

There is something amazing about the wild skies in Montana.  Along with my family, I look forward to the breath taking sunsets, every night. The skies are like a painting on an ever changing canvas.  Being an artist myself, I appreciate every stroke of color, every shadow, and always the whisper, of the promise of tomorrow.

Not your average Kitty Cat

ANOTHER VISIT FROM THE COUGAR....The other night, after reading a memoir from Jim Corbett, who writes about hunting man-eating tigers in India, I saw a cougar outside my window about 10 feet from my house. He was a large male, and he moved cautiously and gracefully toward my daughters swing set. ( I don't know why it attracts them so much ) He walked around it, inspecting it carefully, then moved off into the shadows.  I am sure he is the same one I wrote about in my book, and larger than the one in the photo on my video book trailer. About 200 pounds, he is the largest cat I have ever seen in the wild or handled in captivity. Proving again, rural Montana living, is not for the faint of heart.

Montana Traffic Jam

When I left Washington D.C, I thought traffic jams were a thing of the past.  I thought my days of dodging cars and pedestrians were over.  Never again would I get stuck behind some obstacle to my destination.  Can a country road be just as frustrating as a six lane highway?  Perhaps not asfrustrating, but close. 

One sunny day I was driving down my road, when I saw a herd of elk in the lower pasture.  They looked up in alarm when they saw my vehicle, and began to run up the hill towards the road I was driving on.  One would think they would run in the opposite direction of what caused them such a fright, but no, they came blindly running across the road in front of my car, while in a desperate effort to avoid me!

Part of my road crosses a neighbor's grazing fields. After my narrow escape of being trampled by elk, I encountered cows napping in the road, blocking my progress.  After much horn blowing and inching forward, some of them moved over to the edge of the road.  One partic…

Welcome to a Western Life

This is my debut post about our life on a Montana Mountain. I am Nancy Quinn, a wildlife artist and new author. I live on a mountainside in with my husband, daughters, dogs, and horses, where I paint and write about my experiences living in the wild. I have always had interesting stories to tell about my encounters with wild animals. Upon leaving our urban lifestyle in Washington, DC, to live in rural Montana, the popularity of my stories grew, and led me to write my first book "Go West, Young Woman!"

Living a rural lifestyle is not for the faint of heart, but it can make for some really funny and exciting experiences. I hope to hear from all of you who are interested in rural life.