tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8170736184290277644.post4306598501885286221..comments2023-05-28T06:11:00.640-06:00Comments on Reading the Leaves: The Sidekickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07288429350660571515noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8170736184290277644.post-82768243941769179172010-10-27T22:44:21.559-06:002010-10-27T22:44:21.559-06:00It was indeed a town-stopping blizzard in late Apr...It was indeed a town-stopping blizzard in late April or early May. I think that I was maybe a little too excited to care about the blizzard. I will never forget my first visit to the Tea House, April 14, 2003, as a customer. Thank-you so much for so many beautiful memories, and lessons!<br />Terri-LynAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8170736184290277644.post-72017549464005255472010-10-27T22:20:09.012-06:002010-10-27T22:20:09.012-06:00Day #24: AuthenticityDay #24: AuthenticityCathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15236104607481616313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8170736184290277644.post-63820451197538600852010-10-27T12:09:26.396-06:002010-10-27T12:09:26.396-06:00Even digging out Terri-Lyn's first time sheet ...Even digging out Terri-Lyn's first time sheet won't make this clear (as you note "town-stopping blizzards can happen in any month in Alberta"). Maybe Terri-Lyn or Brenda can settle this?Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845869452986165929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8170736184290277644.post-16190285053592818442010-10-27T11:37:52.250-06:002010-10-27T11:37:52.250-06:00Seriously? My memory is not what it should be eith...Seriously? My memory is not what it should be either - I thought she started in the fall! Although, as we know, town-stopping blizzards can happen in any month in Alberta ...The Tea Baghttp://nilgiristeahouse.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8170736184290277644.post-62398519214521180862010-10-26T19:24:07.136-06:002010-10-26T19:24:07.136-06:00The way I remember Terri-Lyn's first day is th...The way I remember Terri-Lyn's first day is that it was a town-stopping blizzard: though we had been open for hours Terri-Lyn, bundled up like Nanook of the North, was the first person through the door that day. Once she unwrapped and removed layers of coats, we served her some tea, thanked her for coming, and sent her home. After that we sat by the fireplace and wondered if she'd ever come back. But my memory is known to be unreliable!Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845869452986165929noreply@blogger.com