Late yesterday afternoon I parked and walked out to my mailbox. My arms were full. I had my leather bag slung over a shoulder, my hands held a plastic bag filled with our Chinese dinner, and in my other a seven inch thick tax file. When I opened the mailbox there was the usual fliers and letters and a box. The top of the box was covered in Canadian stamps; many stamps. Inside the house I dumped the pile on my kitchen counter, with a smile.
The package was from my friends,
kymber and Jamie. My family had just received a hug from
Framboise Manor.
I'll let the pictures tell the story.
Above, Framboise Manor.
Above, my new antique lures from Jamie. Notice the large one top right...it's a Pumkinseed from the old Heddon company, circa late 50's - early 60's. My smile was a mile wide...thanks again, Jamie. Inside the card addressed to Sweet Wife was a little packet of seeds, Rose of Sharon. The seeds had been saved over many years by kymber. kymber sent them for Sweet Wife. Their flowers will grace our yard this summer. Sweet Wife smiled with joy. She said, "You have such nice friends."
Little Bit opened her gift from kymber this morning....a little Hello Kitty tin filled with cute little girl hair-clips and a ring. I asked her to smile but she refused. She's hiding her newly formed front teeth.
Here she selects just the right clip for her hair.
Little Bit's new ring. She said, "It's so pretty, Papa. Tell kymber I'll wear it to school." She did, kymber.
The hair-clips...it took her five minutes or so to select just the right one. She then took a slim strand of hair and placed it just so. As she stepped from the truck for school she turned and said, "Kymber's sweet, Papa. Tell her I love her."
I promised I would...and, kymber, you are sweet. Thank you.
Stephen
Thank God for good friends!
ReplyDeleteAmen, my friend. They are very rare. Thank you...my friend.
DeleteThey are very good people!
ReplyDeleteI agree, some of the best. Thanks, Max.
Deletedear sweet one - when you first mentioned the punkinseed, jamie said "i'm going to send it to him" - he was glad to be able to send something that you might get a kick out of! i felt that if he was going to send you something, then we needed to send something to Sweet Wife and, of course, Little Bit! i am glad that your wife likes the seeds - the Rose of Sharon is a beautiful bush/shrub with beautiful and delicate white flowers. as for Little Bit's hairclips - you know that i always notice that she always has a clip corresponding to her outfits. as i had those and the little ring laying around (several years of candy-raving - bahahahah!), i thought that she might like to have them. it was nice to put a little package together for you and i have since put a few more packages together for internet friends.
ReplyDeleteplease tell Little Bit that i love her back. and Stephen, you are sweet, too - that's why we all congregate here. and it really was our pleasure!
your friend,
kymber
(Matt and Max - we feel the same about you guys too!)
All red faced, he replies, shucks, thank you, kymber. I will pass along the love.
Deletestephen:
ReplyDeletei have been meaning to get that pumpkinseed off to you - i found it at the bottom of the river when i lived in Carleton Place (a small town near Ottawa.) i would take my mask and snorkel to the local fishing holes and get free lures off the bottom that others had lost ;-)) i've had it for 30 years - too happy to pass it on!!
the rose of sharon is a special looking plant and i am glad those hairbows finally have a home ;-))
max, matt... too kind of you both!
You are far too kind, jamie....and you will always have a friend in me. Again, thank you. That pumpkinseed will always hold a place of honor in my shop.
DeleteWhat great gifts. And how thoughtful.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed, John. Thank you, my friend.
DeleteWonderful....words escape me.
ReplyDeleteI was floored...thanks, Warlock, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThat is so, so neat. And, those are great gifts. Now, I'm going to have to go look through my Dads lures.
ReplyDeleteYes, it is neat...I've never in my life made such good friends as I have on this blog...good idea to rummage through the old tackle box. Those old wooden lures are priceless, some say valuable. To me though, there filled with memories of my youth. Thank you, my friend.
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