In my neighborhood the hyacinths are in bloom and wherever more than a couple are clustered, the fragrance hits you as you pass by.  I love them and can't figure out why more people don't grow them.

I suppose that others may not love the sweet, heavy fragrance quite as much as I.  Hyacinths are beautiful in a bouquet, but if you place more than one or two of the full figured blossoms in a room, the scent is overpowering.  I can't resist cutting hyacinths, but if I want a sumptuous arrangement, I put it outside on my back porch where the fragrance will be dispersed.

The problem can't be color--unless you dislike shades of blue, purple, pink, yellow, peach and cream.  (And if you do dislike those colors, you are going to have trouble in the garden, no matter what you do.)  Maybe the problem is hyacinth's growth habit.  The first spring after the bulbs are planted, the flowerheads are so full of florets that they are prone to toppling over under their own weight.  The second year, however, the florets are a bit farther apart.  This results in a slightly less formal flower that also has the benefit of being easier on sensitive noses. 

Some of the hyacinths in my garden have come back for years, though never as full as the first year.  I don't mind this and I still prize them for their many virtues. 

Back in the nineteenth century, gardeners could choose from hundreds of hyacinth varieties.  Now there are relatively few.  Mark your garden diary and plant a few next fall.  They are worth saving.