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Hyacinths Perfume

I lingered to enjoy the moment, ending the eleven-month intermission, as the sweet aroma reached me from the garden behind the house. The hyacinth had returned without fanfare or recognition by bulbs not yet broken forth, or buds pregnant with the glory of spring. I followed the unforgettable scent to its humble position beside the hellebore, and admired my early spring friend before me in perfect health. With one whiff, everything changed. Last year’s faded images of spring renewed, and the value of life increased in a moment. In a breath.

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Date: 4/1/2019 9:14:00 PM
Such vivid images you paint with your words. :) I feel like I am there in the moment. Embracing the delightful fragrance of spring. Lingering it its beauty. The aroma of the hyacinth. ~ Brandy
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Gerald Greene
Date: 4/5/2019 5:15:00 AM
I'm pleased to have you by my side.

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