Hyacinth, for me, are the quintessential harbingers of spring. I remember as a child in my grandmother's garden being fascinated watching their fat green stems poke out of the ground, followed by the tightly packed florets. The stem kept growing and the florets would open up and a heavenly scent would emerge. The heady scent of hyacinth brings back memories of blue skies, bird song and warming soil.
Hyacinths are particularly well suited to forcing in water and a few years ago I began collecting antique and vintage hyacinth vases. You can learn more about hyacinth vases here