The garden bed by my front door is dominated by a Winter Daphne. In late winter it has an aroma that will stop you in your tracks. In April 2008 my mother and I transplanted it from the pot into the garden bed, feeling it would thrive planted directly into the soil. The move must have shocked the plant, because its sweet fragrance was absent the next winter. For a year I waited and crossed my fingers.
Well this year the Daphne is back. I have been enjoying the aroma for the past couple of weeks. Often it catches me off guard, when I least expect it.