I imagine the women of the Easter story were like women of today. They probably got tired of cooking, doing laundry, cleaning up messes, weeding…
joyclevelandMarch 31, 2024
On a recent spring day, I walked to the woods behind my house. The sun shown brilliantly, and a robust wind blew the mostly-barren limbs…
joyclevelandMay 2, 2023
The time had come—the dreaded pants shopping. I took a deep breath, pulled the door open and braced myself. How many pairs of women’s pants…
joyclevelandAugust 29, 2022
Today, the sun is shining, birds are cavorting, and only a few stubborn piles of snow are sticking around. Yay! It’s officially 20 days until…
joyclevelandMarch 1, 2022
To my mind’s eye, he is quite old and old-fashioned. He wears gloves, a dark suit, a stiff top hat, and black, polished shoes. He…
joyclevelandJanuary 11, 2022
My name is not Sharon, but Sharon is a fine and lovely name. However, there is a woman who thinks my name is Sharon. I’ll…
joyclevelandOctober 4, 2021
I called him Bronzy… And the minute I saw him in the furniture store, I knew we were made for each other. He was a…
joyclevelandJune 23, 2021
Howard Beetle passed away on June 17, 2020 on top of a bathroom sink. He was a longhorn beetle and an Iowa forest native. As…
joyclevelandMarch 17, 2021
Today is the last day of 2020. As I write this blog, I’m debating with myself. Should I wish everyone a Happy New Year? Didn’t…
joyclevelandDecember 31, 2020