Garden Open Tomorrow

No devoted reader of Beverley Nichols will want to be without Garden Open Tomorrow. The sequel to his famous Garden Open Today (with its open invitation to readers everywhere to come see his garden for themselves), this is his final garden book and the summation of a long career spent enjoying and writing about gardens. Being Beverley Nichols, however, he cannot confine himself to a narrow discussion of gardening for long and provides entertaining asides on cats — including a hilarious critique of feline "ballet" performances — psychic phenomena, and the use of plants to commit murder.

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Media reviews of this book:

"[Nichols's] practical garden tips are spiced with his delightful sense of humor and strong opinions on gardening."

—Joanne S. Carpender, National Gardener, January 2003

"[Nichols] is at his literary best bringing out the best in plants."

—Bob Cowden, Pacific Horticulture, Winter 2003

"Fans ... will be charmed."

—Marty Hair, Detroit Free Press, December 15, 2002

"Think of Beverley Nichols as the Noel Coward of garden writing — nobody did it with a fizzier mix of wit, elegance, sophistication, and mad whimsy."

—New York Times, November 17, 2002

"I simply could not put it down."

—Heather Enthusiasts of the Redwood Empire Newsletter, May 2003

Customer reviews of this book:

"Delightful — will keep it on my shelf to reread again and again."

—Russell L. from Rock Hill, South Carolina, November 26, 2007

"I did not want it to end!"

—Winifred C. from Gloucester, Massachusetts, May 5, 2005

"Please keep publishing Beverley Nichols' books."

—A. M. from Cooperstown, Pennsylvania, May 8, 2003

"It puts you in the mood for more of Beverley Nichols."

—M. D. from Hampton, Virginia, February 12, 2003

"I simply love everything about this book, and I'm not into gardening!"

—J. G. from Lake Forest, Illinois, February 10, 2003

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An excerpt from this book:

The walnut tree is the second largest tree in my garden and a most beautiful tree it is, especially on a clear winter's morning, when the strong musical design of the branches seems to sing against the cold blue sky. The pale grey bark, from a distance, has the quality of the skin of some gigantic serpent. According to the experts the tree is about 160 years old, and last year a wood merchant offered me 100 pounds for it. I informed him that since the cottage was Crown Property we were not allowed to cut down any trees without the permission of the Queen, that if we did so we should be promptly clapped in the Tower, and that one of us, at least, would deserve to go there ...

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