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Dahlias - By Naomi Slade

'A comprehensive, quick-reference guide this is a visually stunning book with superb photography, which makes it a beautiful experience to turn each page. A great introduction to the genus' Gardens Illustrated magazine

'The book of choice for all those who dream of carrying armfuls of this inimitable flower' The English Garden magazine

'Once you've read Dahlias there's no return it's a one-way ticket to a lifelong obsession Nic Wilson, www.dogwooddays.net

'Lavishingly photographed...if you haven't already fallen in love with dahlias, this book will surely convert you.'- Daily Mail gardening books of the year roundup

'A sumptuous book. Lovely to look at and a joy to read' Karen Gimson, Garden Writer, Designer and Radio Presenter

 'Engagingly written and beautifully illustrated by photographer Georgianna Lane, Dahlias is a book to wallow in and dream' The Chatty Gardener Blog (read more here)



These are just a few of the fab things said about Dahlias if you would like to order a copy online go here.



Books by Naomi Slade



If you're a gardening enthusiast other books by Naomi Slade include: An Orchard Odyssey and The Plant Lovers Guide to Snowdrops



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Naomi Slade is the young gardener of tomorrow with bright ideas and some great reads

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