Iris Lee's Latest Articles
A writer’s preference
A pen and paper person who prefers to write rather than type journal entries on a device, I’ve filled a bookshelf with notebooks of various sizes.
Rhythm of the present season
On this overcast, Saturday morning, August 1, 2026, leaves July behind. Summer rolls on full speed ahead.
Blue-eyed chicory a favorite in the summertime
On this gorgeous, July morning under an aquamarine sky, I drive west on Seymour Lake Road through downtown Oxford toward Cook's Farm Dairy.
600 in a cloud of smoke
A shroud of smoke from Canadian wildfires hovers over my neighborhood as I write this 600th column for the Tri-City Times Newspaper.
Lavender harvest season upon us
Last summer I made the difficult decision not to perpetuate my lovely, fenced-in vegetable...
Two cats in training
Before my youngest daughter's visit from California this past June, she'd witnessed my gradually thinning figure since our beloved patriarch's...
A friend always
Marilyn, a friend from our graduating class of 1967, phoned this morning. With the few graduation parties I’ve attended this month, Warren Lincoln High School, our ...
Tenacious foxgloves
My solitary, pink foxglove nods in the wind this most blustery,...