I was sitting out back on a nice spring day, next to a weeping cherry tree that had just started to bloom. I breeze came along and I could actually smell the blossoms at a distance. I went out for a walk after dinner, that night, and when I came back a light wind carried the scent of a patch of grape hyacinths. I knelt and smelled them and almost fell over from how strong the smell was. Had you asked me last year(or any of the last 25 years) I'd have sworn that neither of those flowers had much of any smell. I'm looking forward to the rest of spring even more, now.