|The Co-Cathedral framed by blossoming trees.|
In our more than three years living on Milly in the tropics, we have not experienced spring. I did not realize how much I missed it until seeing daffodils and crocuses pushing through the moist earth and tiny buds on the black branched trees during a too brief stay in Brooklyn last year. Now we are out of the tropics (which has its pros and cons), and are experiencing the beauty of a Malta spring.
The prevailing NW winds are still fresh - read, chilly for this blood-thinned Canadian - but the sun is warm, the trees are green and the blossoms are bursting. The hillsides are yellow with daisy-like flowers - not dandelions. It is very beautiful. We are looking forward to hikes in the countryside to get the full effect.
|Everywhere you look in Malta there are ancient ramparts/walls and forts which make for lovely backdrops.|
|Wild snapdragons, Queen Anne's lace and yellow daisies. Perfect!|
|Even the windows are dressed for spring.|
|I have a feeling that this is the greenest time of year here. After a long, very hot summer the fields are dry and brown. Grapes for wine-making are harvested in July!|
|The Maltese are obviously enjoying spring, too. Potted plants are appearing at the edge of already narrow streets.|
|The ducks in this duck farm, built with love and a sense of humour, are also sensing spring with some randy behaviour.|
|Wild and tiny sweet peas ramble all over some ruins. Loved them!|