Most days Mdina just perches on its hill and dreams, safe behind its high walls, austere and aloof as a cloistered nun.
But once a year at this time, the rhythmic beating of drums wakes the city from its slumber
and its streets fill up with knights
noblemen and ladies,
Scenes from the past are re-enacted
and the beautiful buildings and streets are decked with flowers. It is a veritable feast for the eyes heralding the beginning of Spring – splashes of colour contrasting beautifully with the golden limestone walls.
For the city is adorned with garlands and bouquets of the most gorgeous blooms. Lanterns, fountains, stairs, balconies and door knockers serve as backdrops for human artistry and Nature’s beauty.
As always, the city lays its spell on me … I am lost in the wonder of its charms. For on this occasion its aloofness is put aside and it seems almost coquettish, flirting with my senses, throwing open its windows and doors and allowing the briefest of glimpses into its most secret soul.
I hope you enjoyed that brief look at the festival of flowers and pageantry known as Medieval Mdina.