The scent of hyacinth

Taking out the garbage has been an un-favorite pastime of mine for around 45 years.  One evening this week when my son and I were going out to the lane with garbage and recycling,  I was treated to the intoxicating aroma of hyacinths in bloom: unmistakable, delightful, unexpected.  Although they were unseen in the darkness, they made their presence known-- one of the unexpected joys of the chores of daily life.