There is a specific kind of light that hits the Iberian Peninsula in early spring. It isn’t the heavy, syrupy gold of high summer, nor the crisp, silver-blue of winter. It is a diffused, buttery luminescence that seems to lower itself gently onto the landscape, illuminating things that have been sleeping for months. If you stand on a ridge in Andalusia or a valley wall in Extremadura around late February or early March, you can almost smell the change. It is a mixture of damp earth, wild thyme, and the faintest hint of ozone.
For the past decade, I have chased this light, and more importantly, the color that it catches. Specifically, two colors: the blinding, snowy white of the almond bloom and the delicate, bruised pink of the cherry blossom. It is the great annual duel of the Spanish spring. Travelers often ask me, “Which one should I see? Is it better to go to Mallorca for the almonds or the Jerte Valley for the cherries?” My answer is always the same: it is like asking a painter whether they prefer blue or green. They are different moods, different textures, different songs entirely.
As we look toward 2026, the calendar is slowly filling up. The trees are preparing their annual display, and the small villages are polishing their festivals. If you are planning a trip to Spain next spring to witness this floral phenomenon, you need to understand the rhythm of the bloom, the geography of the petals, and the soul of the places that host them. Let’s dive deep into the white and the pink.
There is something stoic about the almond tree. It is not a tree of lushness; it is a tree of survival. It digs its roots into dry, rocky soil and endures the fierce winds of the Mediterranean. It blooms early, often in January, defiantly pushing out blossoms while the risk of frost still lingers. This makes the almond bloom a rugged, wild affair. It is the first major signal that winter is losing its grip.
When people talk about the almond bloom in Spain, they are usually talking about the Balearic Islands or the Valencia region. It is a landscape that turns from brown and grey into a cloud of ethereal white. It is quieter than the cherry blossoms, more spread out, less of a festival and more of a natural occurrence.
Mallorca in February is a revelation. Most tourists won’t arrive until May or June, seeking the beaches. But the locals know that February is the time of the flor de l’ametler. Driving inland from Palma, the Tramuntana mountains provide a dramatic, stony backdrop to valleys that look like they have been dusted with confectioner’s sugar.
The best place to witness this is the Pla de Mallorca, the flat, central plateau of the island. The drive from Palma to the town of Sineu is legendary. The roads are lined with almond trees, their branches a chaotic tangle of gnarled wood and delicate flowers. It feels almost like driving through a tunnel of white clouds.
But to truly experience it, you have to get off the main roads. Head toward the village of Biniali. The road (Ma-1103) winds through hills that are thick with almond orchards. The contrast here is striking—the dark green of olive trees, the reddish earth, and the shocking white of the blooms.
There is a specific restaurant I return to whenever I am in this area, tucked away in the hills. It is called Ca na Toneta in the village of Caimari. It is run by a mother and daughter team who cook with a fierce devotion to Mallorcan tradition. In February, they serve dishes like lechona asada (roast suckling pig) and tumbet (vegetable bake), but it is the simplicity of their almonds—ground into sauces or scattered over lamb—that reminds you of where you are sitting. It is a place that feels like a family home, rustic and warm.
Address: Carrer de s'Horta, 22, 07314 Caimari, Illes Balears, Spain
Hours: Open Wednesday to Sunday for lunch (1:00 PM – 3:30 PM); Dinner Thursday to Saturday (7:30 PM – 10:00 PM). Closed Monday and Tuesday. Note: Always check seasonal opening times in February as some traditional spots close for a winter break.
The Experience: Expect stripped-back wooden tables, excellent local wine (Manto Negro grapes), and a quiet atmosphere. Order the frito mallorquín and a glass of chilled gató (almond cake) for dessert.
While Mallorca gets the island mystique, the mainland offers a different scale. The Valencia region, specifically the area around Montanejos and the Río Palancia, is a hotspot for almond lovers. The geography here is different—sharper mountains, thermal springs, and a mix of citrus and almond groves.
The drive from Valencia city towards Barracas is spectacular in late February. The roads (CV-195 and CV-191) climb into the Ports de Beseit range. The almond trees here seem to cling to the steep slopes, creating a textured tapestry of white against the jagged limestone peaks. It is a more dramatic backdrop than the rolling hills of Mallorca.
If you are looking for a place to stay that feels immersed in this landscape, look no further than Mas de la Draga in Benicàssim. However, the true gem for a meal in the heart of almond country is Casa Juan in Barracas. This is a classic, old-school Spanish tavern that feels untouched by time. The walls are covered in bullfighting posters and old photographs. The food is hearty mountain cuisine.
Address: Plaza de la Iglesia, 12, 12420 Barracas, Castellón, Spain
Hours: Open daily for lunch (1:30 PM – 4:00 PM); Dinner Friday and Saturday (8:00 PM – 10:30 PM). It is highly advisable to book on weekends.
The Experience: This is a place for arroces (rice dishes) and grilled meats. The arroz al horno (baked rice) is legendary. You eat here surrounded by the silence of the mountains, smelling the wood smoke and the wild rosemary growing outside.
If the almond bloom is a rugged whisper, the cherry blossom in the Jerte Valley is a symphony. It is loud, overwhelming, and visually aggressive. The Jerte Valley (Valle del Jerte) is located in Extremadura, a region often overlooked by international tourists, which makes the bloom here all the more special.
The cherry trees in Jerte are cultivated for their fruit (the famous picota cherry), so they are planted in dense, uniform rows that cover the entire valley floor and climb the steep slopes. When they bloom, usually starting in mid-March and peaking in late March or early April, they turn the valley into a blinding sea of pink.
The phenomenon is so intense that the locals have built an entire industry and festival around it: the Cerezo en Flor (Cherry Blossom Festival). Unlike the solitary appreciation of almond trees on a hillside, Jerte is a communal celebration.
The best way to experience Jerte is to drive the designated routes. The local government marks specific roads and viewpoints. The drive from Jarandilla de la Vera to Jerte town is breathtaking. As you descend into the valley, the trees appear to be on fire with pink flowers. The air smells sweet, almost like honey.
One of the most iconic spots is the Viewpoint of the Cubo (Mirador del Cubo). It offers a panoramic view of the valley where the river curves, and the trees are arranged in perfect rows. It is a photographer's dream.
But you must also stop in the villages. Navaconcejo and Cabezuela del Valle are charming stone towns nestled at the foot of the Tormantos mountains. In 2026, the festival is expected to run from roughly March 15th to April 10th (dates vary slightly by weather), with the "Pregon" (opening ceremony) usually around the second weekend of March.
When you are surrounded by that much beauty, you need food that grounds you. The food of Extremadura is robust, earthy, and unpretentious. In the Jerte Valley, you must try migas (fried breadcrumbs with paprika and pork), patatas revolconas (mashed potatoes with paprika and pork rind), and of course, anything made with cherries later in the season.
My favorite spot to rest and eat is Mesón El Castillo in Cabezuela del Valle. It sits right under the shadow of the Peña Nagra peak. The dining room is simple, often loud with local families enjoying Sunday lunch, but the food is exceptional.
Address: Carretera de Hervás, 6, 10610 Cabezuela del Valle, Cáceres, Spain
Hours: Open daily (12:00 PM – 4:30 PM and 8:00 PM – 11:00 PM). Lunch is the main event here.
The Experience: Order the Tarta de la Vera (a dense, almond and yolk tart) for dessert. The service is fast and no-nonsense. Sit by the window if you can and watch the snow-capped peaks of the Sierra de Gredos while eating grilled codorniz (quail).
If you want a more upscale, atmospheric dining experience that focuses on the terroir, head to La Escalera in Jerte town.
Address: Calle Real, 13, 10610 Jerte, Cáceres, Spain
Hours: Open Tuesday to Sunday for lunch (1:30 PM – 4:00 PM); Dinner Friday and Saturday (8:30 PM – 11:00 PM). Closed Monday.
The Experience: This restaurant has a lovely terrace for warmer days and a cozy interior. They specialize in game and river trout, but their creative use of cherries in savory dishes (like cherry gazpacho or cherry sauces with game meat) is innovative and delicious.
This is the question everyone asks, and the answer depends entirely on what kind of traveler you are.
| Feature | Almond Bloom (Mallorca/Valencia) | Cherry Blossom (Jerte Valley) |
|---|---|---|
| Vibe | Solitary, rugged, raw nature. A quiet whisper of winter's end. | Communal, overwhelming, a visual symphony. A loud celebration of spring. |
| Best For | Hikers, photographers seeking texture, solitude seekers. | Families, festival lovers, photographers seeking geometry and scale. |
| Visuals | White blossoms against dry, rocky mountains or rolling hills. | Dense rows of pink blossoms covering the entire valley floor. |
| Timing | Late February to Mid-March (Earlier) | Mid-March to Mid-April (Later) |
| Atmosphere | Peaceful, driving the backroads, stopping at rural taverns. | Festive, parades, tastings, busy viewpoints. |
If you have the time and the mobility, the ultimate experience is a road trip that bridges the two. Starting in the south and moving north, or vice versa, allows you to catch the blooms as they move with the temperature. Almonds bloom earlier (Feb-March), cherries a little later (March-April).
Fly into Palma de Mallorca. Rent a car immediately. Drive inland to the center of the island. Spend three days driving the backroads between Sineu, Petra, and Biniali. Eat at Ca na Toneta. Stay in a rural finca (farmhouse). Wake up early to photograph the blossoms in the soft morning mist.
Fly from Palma to Valencia. Rent a second car. Drive inland to Montanejos. Hike the trails around the thermal springs. Visit the almond groves of Barracas. Eat hearty mountain food at Casa Juan. This leg bridges the gap between the island vibe and the mainland mountains.
Drive or take a train from Valencia to Cáceres (long drive, but scenic). Rent a car in Cáceres and drive into the Jerte Valley. This is where you spend the bulk of your time. Drive the valley route, hike up to the viewpoints, and attend the festival activities in Jerte town. Visit Navaconcejo and Cabezuela del Valle. Eat at La Escalera.
Before flying out of Madrid or Madrid-Barajas, spend a day in Plasencia, the gateway to the valley. Walk the ancient walls, visit the cathedral, and decompress from the sensory overload of the flowers.
Spring light in Spain is tricky. The sun is strong, but the clouds move fast.
Planning a trip for 2026 requires some foresight, especially for the Jerte Valley festival.
In a world of over-tourism, where everyone rushes to the same museums and beaches in July, a trip dedicated to the fleeting life of a flower is an act of rebellion. It is slow travel. It is travel that aligns you with the seasons rather than the school calendar.
The almond bloom reminds us of resilience. It reminds us that beauty can emerge from the hardest, rockiest ground. The cherry blossom reminds us of abundance. It shows us how a landscape can be transformed completely by a collective burst of life.
Spain in spring 2026 will be as vibrant as ever. The bars will be full of laughter, the air will smell of frying garlic and wildflowers, and the hills will be dressed in their finest. Whether you choose the solitary white of the almond or the communal pink of the cherry, you are choosing to witness the earth waking up. And there is no better thing to wake up to.
The duel of the blooms is waiting. The question is no longer which is better, but which speaks to your soul. Are you a rugged white or a lavish pink?