Editor’s Letter
“I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in tune once more.” THE WORDS OF JOHN BURROUGHS, a prolific naturalist writer from the turn of the 20th century, likely would have struck a chord with author and amateur garden aficionado Edith Wharton 1, who traveled to Italy in 1903 to survey its villas and gardens. “The old Italian garden was meant to be lived in,” she writes in her 1904 book Italian Villas and Their Gardens. As such, its design was engineered to effect a transition from domestic life to the wilderness. “Each step away from architecture was a nearer approach to nature.” The promise of respite tendered by cool pockets of green has appealed to our senses since the beginning of time—gardens, after all,…