I have acquired a second plant.
I put this one in the office, behind my desk so I can smell hyacinths all day. Also, Plant the First has perked up some. My apartment smells heavenly.
Wasn't kidding when I said I sometimes pursue these notions to the point of absurdity. All I can think about now is that I want more hyacinths.
My Granny loved hyacinths as well. She used to grow them in a bucket in the cupboard under the stairs. In the dark. They bloomed every spring and I was convinced Granny had magic powers.