~Framboise Manor~

Sunday, September 24, 2017

jambaloney here!

trout season ends Aug 31 so on that day I go for one last trout fishing trip...

this year it was after a thunderstorm - good fishing!

heading out...

i was heading left of these clouds..

looks a bit menacing - i am okay at reading weather- i thought it would be safe...

maybe i was wrong ;-)

keep paddling!!

looks like i gambled and won!! double rainbow!!

pretty awesome skies

oops.....

and oh oh..

sun again!!!

decent skies now...

oh yeah great full catch of pre-spawn brookies for sweet sandy!!

skies...

and home before dark!!

the sun casts some great light this time of year..

bee balm in sunset!!

hope you are all having a great early fall so far - cheers!

7 comments:

Harry FlashmanSeptember 24, 2017 at 11:50 AM
Great pictures, J. Glad the storm didn't come up and turn over your boat. Kymber and the cats need you!
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1st ManSeptember 24, 2017 at 9:20 PM
Beautiful (and delicious!)
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Toirdhealbheach BeucailSeptember 24, 2017 at 11:46 PM
Well done Jam. And as always, thanks for the pictures.
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SusanSeptember 25, 2017 at 12:03 PM
What beautiful skies! And those trout! Yummo!
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ChrisSeptember 28, 2017 at 3:34 PM
Gorgeous photos of my home waters! I love seeing these so much. I remember catching a big brookie at one of those grassy spots when I was a little kid. It was stuffed with minnows coming out of its mouth and still feeding... blew my mind at the time!
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Sandy LivesayOctober 4, 2017 at 4:13 PM
Jambaloney and Kymber,

I always love the beautiful pictures of your area up there. The water looks so relaxing, and the gorgeous skies open up with those amazing clouds, and rainbows.

Nice catch!!! How did you cook your trout?

Sending hugs and love you way.
Sandy and Bulldog Man
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RobOctober 5, 2017 at 9:11 PM
You think that it being Oct. is bad, Sammy is going to be 4 end of next month. Glad your both safe.
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kymber here and talking about jambaloney.

i've always called him my angel. my rock. my best half. the best part of what i have always wanted to become.

he has a soul as big as the biggest mountain, he is strong, he is in incredible physical condition, he is 51 and yet most people think he is under 40. he is humble and modest, charming, gorgeous and will help anyone with anything at anytime. he never grumbles and only every now and again complains or is a tiny bit cranky (nothing that a hug can't fix!). he can cut both sides out of 70 tires in minutes, build raised beds from scrap wood that he drags out of the forest, weedwhack 800ft of our road down to the river, and haul more wheelbarrows of dirt, mulch, rocks and seaweed than is probably medically-advised. he's learned how to braid, make bread and no one makes better rice - not even the chinese. he supports my every, crazy endevour. he went 44 years without a driver's license and got his license after being trained by my crazily-wonderful french canadian friend in 2 weeks. she never stopped talking the whole time. in french.

he has biked everywhere his entire life, at one job he biked 24km EACH WAY. that's to and from! 24km to work AND 24km from work! oh and just accidentally has an honours degree in philosophy.

i believe that he is Our Lord's most beautiful and perfect creation. but i might be biased. he can very accurately shoot a ben pearson cougar re-curve from both the left and right. and his aim is dead on.

he is bow-legged and only 5'7", but has the most incredible eyes. and a tiny mole on his upper lip. he writes the most romantic "insta-poems". he tells me he loves me several times a day. he calls me "babe" and "honey". and he means it.
he loves hot sauce and spicey things like cayenne and banana peppers, he buys (or now picks) me flowers, he left a lucrative, high-paying IT job and his family to follow me here to this remote little island. he builds me shelves and washes all of our laundry with me by hand.

oh and he was baptized Anglican. and was an alter boy. sheesh. somehow, through my intervention, i am turning him into a pagan-christian-fundamentalist-confuscian. look, even i can't figure that out!

the name jambaloney is a nickname that i gave him over 10 years ago. he still uses it. he can be reached at "jambaloney@gmail.com". he loves comments or emails. and he loves me.

if i were given the opportunity to wish one thing for the world - i would wish that every woman on the planet had a jambaloney. i know that i could save the world this way. i have friends who have asked me to clone him. i am trying. believe me, i am trying. one day i will perfect the science involved, and when that happens, i promise all of you a jambaloney.

i love him more than...breathing, lobster, boiled dinner, fresh bread out of the oven, bugging out, singing back up for Madonna (ok...i made that one up!), fresh sheets on the bed, a glass of red wine after a long day, sunflower seeds, lavender, growing my own potatoes, T.S. Eliot, dancing, my babies (who are really just cranky old cats!) and the Bible.

i love him more than i love Framboise Manor. and i really love Framboise Manor.

About kymber

(this pic might seem odd. trust me, it's not. 20 yrs ago kymber went shopping with a girlfriend from the military and bought this dress. then she hooked up with that girlfriend recently. they caught up through email and one day kymberz friend mentioned that specific dress. kymber said she still had it (kymber still has her prom gown for crying out loud!). the friend did not believe it. so we had to take a pic of kymber wearing the 20yr old dress for her friend. kymber always likes to add accessories...and well, we had the bunny ears laying around. ya know, cuz everyone always has pink bunny ears laying around. ok, that's it...i am out of here! jambaloney)

what can i say about kymber?? A LOT!! most of it will have to wait for blog entries ‘cuz i just don’t have enough space here to do her justice…

so i’ll have to do my best… first and foremost, kymber is my partner and i will love her forever. she is the best partner anyone could ever have, i am one lucky guy!! she is 46, she is sweet as can be, smart as a whip, super cute, exceptionally feminine, strong as an ox, honest, kind, empathetic, wise, an amazing dancer, a master wit in speaking and writing….i could go on..i will!

at 5’ 1’’ she packs a wallop – a true force of nature - she is a master gardener and chef and spent 10 years in the Canadian Military – she has done 2 tours of Alert (the north bloody-cold pole). she is a UN-certified Korean linguist and spoils our 2 cats rotten. she also spent 12yrs working in the federal government, as a communications analyst at SolGen (now PSEPC) and Fintrac. she loves nature in the true sense of the phrase..the wildflowers, insects and birds here at framboise manor keep her entranced and captivated for hours.

anyone who is her friend knows that she will stop at nothing to help and heal, dedication and loyalty are an integral part of who she is and she is dead serious about anything she puts her mind to. yet she maintains the most delicate touch and a smile on her face always, never afraid to live and love no matter where and when.

she is the most genuine human being i have ever met! and she has encouraged me to embark on the most crazy and exciting adventure i could imagine… thank you babe - i sooo love you!!!

(and she can be reached at kymberzmail@gmail.com)