Four Tenths of an Acre: Reflections on a Gardening Life

When Laurie Lisle fled the city, she was in such a fever to buy a particular old clapboard house on the green of a historic New England village that she didn't notice the awkward shape of the backyard. "When I had seen the surveyor's map of my less than half acre," she writes, "I was shocked at how very long and narrow a rectangle it actually was; on paper, as if seen from above, it looked to me like a fairway on a golf course, and I wondered how I could turn such an awful shape into a grac...