Designed as a journey of garden moments–sometimes at first all I see are the weeds and the plants that need dead heading. Then the magic takes over. Planned and unplanned combinations ask me to linger with them for a moment and forget everything else. A few moments of marvel and wonder as I take in the color, texture, fragrance, birdsong and breeze softly moving leaves. A few treasured and luxurious moments a garden dweller inhales and exhales. These I share with you–a few of many moments within a June garden in Boston’s western burbs.