Showing posts with label Throwback Thursday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Throwback Thursday. Show all posts

Thursday, April 8, 2021

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: Timothy's First Chocolate Carving

 It doesn't seen that long ago when Timothy, now a corporate chef, was just learning the basics of culinary.

And for just learning the "basics," that's a pretty good carving of Melissa.

I've posted the book cover of Bryony at the bottom of this blog, so you can compare the faces.

Monday, April 23, 2012

"Melissa" carved in "Chocolate

1 comment:

Denise M. Baran-Unland said...

A homework assignment for one of my sons, Timothy Baran, a Joliet Junior College culinary arts student.
He had to carve "something" into chocolate, so he picked the cover of "Bryony" for his inspiration.
Not pictured: the wood bark impression on the back of the chocolate block.

Thursday, August 20, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: The Upside of a Crisis

Stumbled upon this post from two years ago...


Tuesday, August 14, 2018

The Upside of a Crisis


Lately, I've been sifting through the drafts folder of this blog, looking at posts partly begun or, more the case, studying titles that are nothing more than titles and wondering about my intent.

This is one I titled on Oct. 14, 2010. And the other day, I stumbled upon this Bible verse:

 "Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls,  yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation." Habakkuk 3:17-18

I can't say exactly what I intended to write that day. But I can certainly guess...and perhaps guess why this post was never written.

In August of that month, I had my eighth surgery (I've had six C/sections, one adrenalectomy, and the eighth to repair damage from the other seven). Recovery was fine for a couple weeks and then I had a HUGE flareup of hives (I've had chronic hives since 2002).

It sounds simple, but it wasn't. First of all, it's a chronic immune disorder, and I can't describe how awful the combinations of chemicals being released in one's body feels. I remember a nurse at one point taking my blood pressure and backing off a bit, because she could "feel" them.

A couple different medications were added to the regime. My body reacted pretty badly to them, and they didn't help the hives. Right around Oct. 14, could even have been Oct. 14, in the late afternoon, my doctor decided to hospitalize me.

I called my husband to tell him, and he said he was just going to call me. He had lost his job. And he wasn't laid off.

His job was half our income. And our insurance would be gone in two weeks. We had two weeks to figure out my health issue (which took another two months). He never did get another job; and we eventually lost the house his parents had built.
  
We've done a lot of rebuilding since then.

But during that time, when our fig tree didn't blossom, and we didn't have fruit on our vines, and the produce of everything we had built on that property (including the places we remodeled and added to accommodate a youth group we ran for four years) stopped yielding, and our fields (and sometimes our cupboards and refrigerator) had little food, and we were cut off from our folds, and our herd of cats went to live in a small apartment, we never NOT rejoiced in the Lord.

Some days, rejoicing in the Lord was all we had to rejoice in.

We...I...didn't think about it that way at the time. It was a dark time. I remember telling one son how good God was to prepare us for death by giving us little deaths and losses along the way...

But seeing this verse brought that time to my attention in a particular way. Even when everything (and everyone) else fails us, we can still in the Lord, we can take joy in the God of our salvation.

That is the upside of a crisis.

Illustration by Matt Counfiff for "Visage."

Thursday, June 4, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: The Moment When One of Your Kids Gets It


I posted this on my blog three years ago. Very proud of this young man, who will turn thirty this year.

The photo at the bottom of this post was from a prayer service I covered last night for The Herald-News. Timothy had given me a ride as I don't have a car.

When I was done and went to find him, I found him away from the crowd, participating in his own way.

At any rate, I felt this piece was very appropriate for today. I hope it inspires you.



I submit a very nice piece, composed by my fourth adult child, Timothy Michael Baran. Used with permission.


"For it is not the good or the bad in a person that separates us from understanding each other's pain.

"Nor is it the wandering eye of the poor or the full hand of the rich that separates us as a society, but rather the ignorance to not accept one's fellow man as an equal.

"To not stand shoulder to shoulder with him in times of trouble and to not lean on him in times of despair and weariness.

"It is for this reason greatness will never be achieved by the human race.

"Forever we will reach for the stars and only grab ideas as we confine ourselves in the greatest prison of the ages.

"Our ego."

T. M. Baran







Thursday, May 7, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: My Favorite Poem about Mothers

Friday, May 13, 2011 

My Favorite Poem about Mothers

(along with flowers that Rebekah and Jasmine brought to  me last year).

Rock Me to Sleep

By Elizabeth Akers Allen 1832–1911



Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,

Make me a child again just for tonight!

Mother, come back from the echoless shore,

Take me again to your heart as of yore;

Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,

Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;

Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;—

Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!



Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!

I am so weary of toil and of tears,—

Toil without recompense, tears all in vain,—

Take them, and give me my childhood again!

I have grown weary of dust and decay,—

Weary of flinging my soul-wealth away;

Weary of sowing for others to reap;—

Rock me to sleep, mother – rock me to sleep!



Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,

Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you!

Many a summer the grass has grown green,

Blossomed and faded, our faces between:

Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain,

Long I tonight for your presence again.

Come from the silence so long and so deep;—

Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!



Over my heart, in the days that are flown,

No love like mother-love ever has shone;

No other worship abides and endures,—

Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours:

None like a mother can charm away pain

From the sick soul and the world-weary brain.

Slumber’s soft calms o’er my heavy lids creep;—

Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!



Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold,

Fall on your shoulders again as of old;

Let it drop over my forehead tonight,

Shading my faint eyes away from the light;

For with its sunny-edged shadows once more

Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore;

Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep;—

Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!



Mother, dear mother, the years have been long

Since I last listened your lullaby song:

Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem

Womanhood’s years have been only a dream.

Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace,

With your light lashes just sweeping my face,

Never hereafter to wake or to weep;—

Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!



Thursday, April 16, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: How Victorians Used Leftovers: Three Recipes

It's a fair bet that you have all these items in your home or can easily acquire them. 


Thursday, April 4, 2013


How Victorians Used Leftovers: Three Recipes


I can't imagine the cooking staff at Simons Mansion serving up any of these dishes, but it's totally plausible Bryony ate them as a little girl growing up in a parsonage with Mrs. Bertha Parks as housekeeper.


The following recipes are adapted from Miss Beecher’s domestic receiptbook: designed as a supplement to her Treatise on domestic economy.


Pork and Potato Balls

Take chopped ham and combine with chopped cold potatoes; mix in egg, a little salt and pepper. Shape into balls and cook in a skillet.


A Good Way to Use Cold Rice

Heat rice in milk and then add a well-beaten egg or two, a little salt, butter, and sugar. Boil it up once and then grate on nutmeg.


A Good Pudding

Line a buttered dish with slices of wheat bread, first dipped in milk. Fill the dish with sliced apple and add sugar and spice. Cover with slices of bread soaked in milk, cover, and bake on low heat for three hours.



Thursday, March 5, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: “Federigo’s Falcon”


As part of my BryonySeries social media posting, I often include links to stories or poems that from the time period of that echo the themes.

Back in my family's homeschooling day, we read a lot of literature, far more literature than I'd ever read at one period in my life.

Here is a posting from the early days of the blog about one of those pieces, along with a link so that you may enjoy it, too.


Friday, August 24, 2012

“Federigo’s Falcon” (from "The Decameron"), by Giovanni Boccaccio

Yesterday, Daniel and I read Federigo’s Falcon by the early Renaissance Italian storyteller Giovanni Boccaccio. The selection is from The Decameron, a collection of ten tales told over a period of ten days by each of the people fleeing from the plague in Florence.

The story centers around a rich young man, Federigo, who is frenetically in love with a married woman. He spends his entire fortune trying to gain her attention and fails. Finally, the poor man owns nothing in the world but his beloved falcon.

One day, after the woman's husband dies and her son is near death, she asks the boy for his final wish. 
The boy states that he might return to health if he can possess Federigo's falcon. So off the woman goes, knowing full well she had spurned Federigo's affections in the past, to ask him to give her the bird.



Illustration by Kathleen Rose Van Pelt for "Bryony"

Thursday, February 27, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: Leeches 101

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Leeches 101


During Melissa’s first day at Munsonville School, Ann Dalton compares their biology teacher, a former scientist, to H.G. Wells’ Dr. Moreau. That’s because Mr. Walczak, through his retained laboratory connections, brought all manner of interesting specimens to class, including a two-headed fish and a vampire bat.


So when Mr. Walczak collects a jar of leeches from Lake Munson, Melissa is fascinated at the close-up view at the grotesque creatures, although Jack Cooper, who grew up in a fishing boat with his father, is bored.

Perhaps Mr. Walczak’s connections included Biopharm (http://www.biopharm-leeches.com/), an international company, established in 1812 and based in South Wales, UK. His knowledge of leeches certainly suggests it.

According to the company website, Biopharm is the first leech farm of its kind. It produces, in a sterile environment, the majority of leeches used in modern medicine worldwide. Thank you, Biopharm, for sharing your interesting collection of leech facts.

· There are 650 known species of leeches.
· The largest leech discovered measured eighteen inches.
· About one fifth of leech species live in the sea where they feed on fish.
· The leech has thirty-two brains, thirty-one more than a human.
· The Hirudo Medicinalis is the leech mostly used in plastic and reconstructive surgery.
· The Hirudo leech lays its babies within a cocoon; whereas the Amazon leech carries its babies—sometimes as many as three hundred--on its stomach.
· Not all leeches are bloodsuckers. Many are predators, which eat earthworms. Ironically the nearest relatives of leeches are earthworms.
· The Hirudo leech has three jaws with one hundred teeth on each jaw, making three hundred teeth in all.
· The Amazon leech uses a different method of sucking blood. They insert a long proboscis into the victim, as opposed to biting.
· The bite of a leech is painless due to its own anesthetic.
· The Hirudo injects an anti-coagulant serum into the victim to prevent blood clotting.
· The leech will gorge itself until full, sometimes up to five times its body weight, and then just fall away from its victim.
· After the Hirudo leech drops off, the wound it leaves will bleed, on average, for ten hours.
· The first leech was used in medicine about 1000 B.C, probably in ancient India.
· Wales was once one of the major leech collecting areas of Europe. People would stand in lakes and pools and, when the leech attached to their legs, they would put them in their baskets and sell them.
· The original surgeons were barbers that used leeches to cure anything from headaches to gout. The red and white stripe traditionally seen on a barber pole began when surgeons hung their bandages on a pole outside their shops.
· Biopharm leeches have helped save the limbs of patients in twenty-nine different countries.
· By extracting the anti-clotting serum for the leech, researchers are isolating new pharmaceutical compounds for eventual treatment of heart diseases.
· The nervous system of the leech is very similar to the human nervous system and is of enormous benefit to researchers in their quest for the answers to human problems.

(Illustration by Kathleen Rose Van Pelt for "Bryony").

Thursday, February 6, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: A Recipe for Happiness


A Recipe for Happiness (author unknown) is neither Victorian nor 1970's, but the following is appropriate for all people, of all eras.

1 large sense of humor
1 warm, wide smile
1 generous handful patience
Dash of courtesy
Plenty of love and humility (you can never add too much).

Mix all ingredients together and press through a sieve to strain out lingering amounts of unkindness. Yield: Serves all of mankind.



Thursday, January 23, 2020

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: And the Cavalry Showed Up

Sunday, January 19, 2014

And the Cavalry Showed Up

For readers following my posts the last few months, you know the interesting challenges I've battled. Recently, the newspaper that accepts most of my freelance features articles was sold, and I prepared to say "good-bye" to a satisfying portion of my career.

I was hasty.

The new company hired me as the features editor for The Herald-News. I've been told about eighty percent of my job will focus on what I've already been doing, albeit no longer from an attic office with a cat sitting behind mind me (along with one sitting on my lap, another perched on my tower, and a fourth resting on top of my printer.

The other twenty percent involves learning new equipment and software (Remember, I need directions to operate a can opener) and negotiating what it means to be a salaried employee with an assistant (other than a minor child) that reports to me.

While the "congratulations" from family, friends, co-workers, and fans is much appreciated, I'm honestly feeling more stretched than exhilarated, at least right now, as I struggle to learn much unfamiliar material in a short period of time, so I can quickly regain efficiency.

However, I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm very excited about this new trail of the journey. I love my job, and I'm thrilled that I can continue the old ways while expanding on them by learning new methods to get the task done while acquiring new skills.

Becoming an employee happened at the ideal time. I graduated from my homeschool teacher status in November when my youngest turned eighteen and earned his G.E.D.

Each of my children simultaneously began new adventures in their lives, too. Truly gives new meaning to the phrase "no child left behind."

Apparently, that must mean moms, too.

'Night.



Illustration by Christopher Gleason for "Staked!" Follow him at artworkbytopher.com.

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

My Top Five Posts of All Time

I started writing this blog Aug. 1, 2010 at a time when the current advice in the writing world was "all authors have blogs."

Since I blog nearly daily, I was curious as to what blogs have, over time, generated the most interest. So here they are!

Interestingly, the best-performer has received daily views since its first posting over a year ago.

To my new readers: I hope you enjoy these posts, too.

To my longtime readers: I'm humbled and honored you're still here. Thank you for your loyal support.


http://bryonyseries.blogspot.com/2018/12/all-eight-bryonyseries-christmas.html

http://bryonyseries.blogspot.com/2019/03/bryonyseries-throwback-thursday-i.html

http://bryonyseries.blogspot.com/2018/07/how-i-ran-my-first-blog-tour.html

http://bryonyseries.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-convenient-kitchen-utensils_30.html

http://bryonyseries.blogspot.com/2015/08/twenty-questions-with-ed-calkins.html



Illustration by Kathleen Rose Van Pelt for "Bryony."

Thursday, December 19, 2019

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: One Good Quote For Christmas Day

unday, December 25, 2016


One Good Quote For Christmas Day

“For it is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a child Himself.”
― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

Thursday, December 12, 2019

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: I'm Not Much for Candy Canes, Except...

Saturday, December 8, 2018

I'm Not Much for Candy Canes, Except...

...when the candy canes show up in my St.Nicholas stocking or when Ed Calkins, Steward of Tara, distributes them.

Yes.

At 57, I still hang up a stocking on St. Nicholas Eve, which is tonight in our world because of everyone's crazy work schedules. We draw names and leave gifts as surprises, which we open together.

Years ago, I found a St. Nicholas blessing prayer for candy canes, so candy canes and gold-foil chocolate coins are traditional candy pieces for our stockings.

The "traditional: candy cane flavor and size, if you please.

During those last few years of our newspaper delivery days, we worked with Ed. He always kept a container of miniature candy canes (see below), with him in the distribution center, which he passed out to people with their bundles.

It sounds strange, but those candy canes tasted frosty good in the December middle of the night air with the windows rolled down.

Every now and again in December, I find myself wishing for an Ed Calkins candy cane.

Ed must have read my mind, because at last year's Calkins Day event, he had a couple leftover ones in his pocket, which he offered to me.

Um, no.

And I said so, too.

Thursday, December 5, 2019

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: Recap of Rebekah's Christmas Challenge

Monday, December 29, 2014

Recap of Rebekah's Christmas Challenge

In an earlier post, I had written how my twenty-year-old daughter Rebekah was lacking in Christmas spirit due to our family situation being vastly different than in Christmases past.

So I challenged her to "make" Christmas for us, without spending money and with using only the resources in these four rooms that comprise our latest home.

Since Rebekah decided to recreate our traditional Eastern European Christmas Eve feast (a modified version), I softened the "no money" edict to allow her to purchase a few key ingredients we did not have. While items were baking and simmering, Rebekah gave Ellis Island a nice cleaning, too.

She ended up making bread (no dairy, flavored with olive oil), bobalki (bread balls i a poppyseed brown sugar syrup, yes I know honey is traditional, she forgot to buy it), pirohi (dumplings stuffed with potatoes and cheese), mushroom soup (button mushrooms, sauerkraut, barley...and hers was better than mine!), spiced apricots, as well as banana bread and chocolate chip cookies for our church's annual in-house caroling party following liturgy the next morning.

She bought two types of olives, sparkling grape juice, split pea soup, baked beans, smoked sausage.

The result was a nice surprise when Timothy came home that night. Stupid us, we forgot to remove the lids before we snapped the picture!


Thursday, November 21, 2019

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: In Case You Missed It

The throwback this week is thrown back just a week or so.

But I'm very appreciative to Dave Ebert for inviting me to appear on his Gifts For Glory podcast, I wanted to share the interview one last, as well as provide the opportunity to browse his site and, perhaps, find another interview that catches your attention.

If you've already listened to it, please share with someone you feel might enjoy it.

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/denise-m-baran-unland-author/id1473137664?i=1000456701433

Have a most blessed Thursday, reads, writers, and BryonySeries fans!


Thursday, November 7, 2019

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: What Every Artist Hates to Admit

Sunday, November 4, 2012

What Every Artist Hates to Admit

Yesterday, I spent seven hours at a craft fair and didn't sell anything. Not one book. Not one cookbook. Not one candle.

It's not that I didn't have plenty of traffic. People looked through the books, walked away with cards, filled out their contact information on recycled Vamp Fest tickets and folded them into my "music box." A few fans stopped by just to be friendly and supportive. A crowd gathered around the woman who won my Bryony basket, "ooohing and ahhing" over its contents.

But sales? None, the very first event I worked all year that did not result in a sale.

I did, however, sell two books today out of the blue. So go figure.

So why am I publicly admitting my failure? Because artists rarely admit it.

Actually, I've only met two artists ever that were humble enough to share the hard truth about how well they do at certain events. One was a discouragaed vendor I'd met at Witches Night Out. She was working her second show and had sold nothing at her initial one. Maybe the first venue was not right for her product, or maybe it was just the luck of the evening, but at Witches Night Out, she sold hand over foot. The second artist is a fantastic illlustrator. He had recently returned from a Wisconsin show without selling a single piece of artwork and didn't mind telling that to me.

I've sold copies of Bryony at some unusual venues, places where my only intention was to hand out cards to passersby and create awareness of the product. Yesterday, though, was not my day.

Do I care? Sort of. Enough to make me quit? Absolutely not.

I am publicly announcing it, however, because I want artists to know that, whatever successful sales figures they might read online about OTHER independent artists, (which we always seem to seek out when we hit our low), the hard truth is this.

Sometimes people want what you're selling and sometimes they won't. It's not personal because past sales, no matter how slim, prove you have a market for your art. Unfortunately, when you're just beginning to place your works (and admit it, your ego, for all true artists leave parts of themselves behind in their art), you need to experiment with many opportunities until you discover the best places to find your audience.

And that means taking some hits.

So what?

Thursday, October 24, 2019

BryonySeries Throwback Thursday: How I Ran My First Blog Tour

Saturday, July 7, 2018


How I Ran My First Blog Tour

I've had "blog tours" on my brain even before I published Bryony

I loved the concept, a virtual book tour. Instead of driving from bookstore to bookstore, you post on other blogger's blogs. 

I feel both types of tours are useful, but that's for another post.

My research into blog tours turned up lots of places that charge for touring and one that asked for donations only. For my series, I did not find them useful, for two reasons.

One: I don't have the money to spend (and, frankly, I didn't want to spend the money to post on someone's blog).

Two: None of the blogs I found had anything to do with my genre. True, my series crosses genres, and one reader thinks I've invented a whole new genre. It was her comment that led me to create my own tour. A custom genre deserves a custom tour, right?

Writers often hear, "Write what you know." Well, I reasoned, I'll start with WHO I know.

This is how I created a tour in ten easy, but time-consuming, steps. I have not seen another tour quite like it on the internet, so maybe I've created something new here, too.

Note: Don't let "time-consuming" frighten you away. Anything worth doing is worth doing well. Including write your book, marketing your book, and ESPECIALLY asking people to give you real estate on their personal blogs.

And here we go.


1) Decide your tour length. 

A week? A month? Whatever you decided, schedule your tour several months in advance. You'll need the time to properly plan.

I picked May/June because I made a commitment this past year to schedule one marketing event a month. Events in May and June, I figured, would have low turnouts, due to weddings, graduations, Memorial Day, First Communions, etc. But everyone (it seems) is on their phones these days. (I myself am guilty at reading marketing posts through dreary graduation speeches). So be strategic in your timing.

2) Make a list of bloggers you know. 

Don't worry if they are in your genre or not. (This contradicts an earlier paragraph but just follow the rabbit trail, please). Make it a long list, about twice as long as your tour length. Not everyone will say yes. Don't take it personally.

3) Spend some time reading their posts

Get a feel for the tone of the blog and what each particular bloggers likes to post. Bookmark the ones you really like. You'll need them later.

4) Brainstorm some topic ideas for each blogger that reflect both the tone of your book and the tone of their blog. 

A blog tour should be mutually beneficial. I don't care if you're pitching your cousin. You should not ask for space on someone's page unless you're offering to give free content that could potentially benefit that blogger. Period. No one owes you anything.

5) Politely contact prospective blogging partners. 

Explain what you're setting up and pitch your ideas.

6) Make a blogging schedule.

And let your blogging partners know the day you're linking back to their pages, so they know what day to post your content.

7) Write your posts in advance and submit to each of your partners for approval.

They may suggest some editing. Don't balk at this. Again, if they're posting submitted content on their pages, they should be thrilled with the content and excited to post and promote it. If not, you're wasting everyone's time (including your own), and you won't meet your tour goals, either.

8) Promote the heck out of your tour, before and during

Not in a spammy way, of course. But the average tweet has a 15-minute life. The average Facebook post has a three-hour life. The average reader will recall your post only until he scrolls through his feed to someone else's. Gentle reminders in advance bring the focus back to your tour.

9) No bait and switch. 

Make sure any loyal readers you have don't feel sold out when you redirect them to another's page. Make sure they know well in advance (read No. 8) that the tour is coming. Assure them the content they will read on someone else's site is the type of content they expect to read (and with an unspoken understanding you are redirecting them to a safe and reputable site). Encourage them to explore the other site. Readers are always looking for great new things to read. They may find it in one of your hosting sites, good for one, good for your blogging partners.

10) I added an element to my blog tour I've not seen elsewhere: a TurnAbout Tour. 

This was an extra "free" tour as my "thank you" for all my tour hosts did for me.  I reintroduced the hosts and provided links to three posts I really enjoyed. And I promoted these posts with the same gusto as I did mine. It continued the fun and extended the promotion for my hosts with zero work on their part. That's the "free" part. They received additional promotion by linking back to three blogs they'd already written and posted.

And BTW, if any of your tour hosts wants to run his/her own tour and is looking for hosting sites, please raise your hand.


Now, was such a tour useful?

Ah, the numbers. We always want to know the numbers.

Here's what I gained from the tour:

1) I stretched my creativity in new ways and learned to promote my series in new ways. I wrote my first poem. And I connected vampires to social justice (who'd have thunk, seriously). I wrote a post in baseball terminology (And I know nothing about baseball. Except you need a ball. And a bat).

2) My blog stats for May and June shot up by thousands. I've retained those numbers into July. I averaged nearly 15,000 for each month.

3) My website stats also shot up, over 600 percent in June, according to Google, most of them through readers directly accessing the site (i.e. not through social media). I had 2,600 visitors in June and 2,800 pages viewed. Meaning, a few people stuck around to check out the other pages.

4) I sold five Kindles: two Bryony, one Visage and one Staked!. I have not checked Nook and Smashwords, so I may have a few sales there, too.

5) Last, and certainly not least, not one tour host has expressed displeasure or disillusionment at the experience. That's eight blogging partners and me. One blogger said she intends to re-promote my post at a later date. 

All in all, a successful tour, especially for a first time.

I intend to make this an annual event. In the meantime, I'm going to archive the entire tour onto its own page on my website and promote it from time to time. That's the great thing about a virtual tour. It can be perpetuated long after the tour has ended.

In the meantime, you can "meet" the tour hosts at https://www.bryonyseries.com/promotions
(Do you see what I did here)?

Want to run your own tour? Got questions? Email me at bryonyseries@gmail.com.