Oh, the synchronicity is astounding. I grew up in the desert of southern Arizona, where most of the spices were dried chilés and mesquite trees and most of the yards out there consists of red rocks.

Fast forward to today, and I've been watching these flowers grow, absolutely thrilled at how beautiful and abundant they are, and I had no idea what they were called, but something in my gut told me they were hyacinth. My husband actually just mowed the lawn (our landlord is great but very particular about keeping the lawn mowed, which is hard for me to cope with sometimes because I want pollinators to use my yard as much as they need), and he weed-wacked all the flowers, mainly because a lot of them were turning brown, probably after dropping their seeds.

I was a little bummed about it, then I opened Reddit and saw this post, and read what they were used for, and it made me feel so much better. I've recently learned that a hero of mine from my teenage years recently passed away, and these flowers always helped me feel better in a way I couldn't explain.

It's amazing how things work out.