It’s as if I shouldn’t take any new door photos until I use all the unposted ones. This is a debt from the autumn, the remaining Tarquinia doors as observed in September 2020 together with Flavia and my uncle, my last visitor.
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Better said, this is the first half of the remaining Tarquinia doors, the other half will come next Thursday.
We were here, in this city on the coast of Lazio between me and Rome, on two last year’s Thursdays already: First we had a cappuccino and cornetto and walked to Porta di Castello where we were supposed to meet Flavia but no cars were allowed there, and in the second post we enjoyed the view from the Belvedere and strolled to the St. Mary in the Castle church.
We already got hungry and thirsty in the previous post but won’t be getting any sustenance until next week. Luckily today’s doors were shot in just six minutes, and during this time I didn’t take any other photos. So you can see how fully occupied I am by doors. But truth be told, they were everywhere. Welcome to stroll along.
And if you are inspired by any of these (or previous, or other people’s) doors, do write about it for the first Thursday Doors writing challenge by the end of the month.
Happy May to you!

My uncle is the best door model. Two of these deserve a closer look. 
I like it how this one doesn’t care one way or another but just is. 
This one seems to be spilling over somehow. 
This little street was full of door monsters like this one. 
Believe me, I could take a photo of every single one. 
This one didn’t let me go until I take a photo of it alone. 
Such a grand arch and such a small gate. 
Ugly but pretty at the same time. 
This is the Cathedral of Tarquinia. 
Pretty architecture but for a cathedral door this is really… basic. 
I prefer this one. 
This one seems to have been through a lot. 
This one defies and drains all colour. 
You can tell that it was hot. I call this light “bad for photos, good for me”. 
A ghost door or window and something. 
Greetings from your three little hungry ghosts, and one door.
For Thursday Doors challenge hosted by Dan at No Facilities

I loved your doors today, everyone had a different flavour.. kudos!!
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Thank you most kindly, Dymoon. I always try to include as much variety as I can. I’m glad I managed. 🙂
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I love the certain aging on those doors Manja 🙂 🙂
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Agreed!
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Thank you, Bushboy. History is thick around here.
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Happy May to you too, Manja. I just can’t imagine how you can have so many doors in one location! Perfect!!!
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Thank you, Teresa! Oh yes, these old Italian towns are such treasures.
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Wow, Manja. Your leftover doors are stunning! Mine are, meh by comparison. There are so many wonderful wooden doors here. I can’t pick a favorite, but I do love looking at them.
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I’m glad that you like them, Dan. They are not so much leftovers but a completely forgotten bunch. Somehow I thought that I had finished with Tarquinia doors already. And then there is Santa Severa and its castle from the same day that I also haven’t posted yet… My doors are neverending. Thank you!
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I love that you have a never ending supply, Manja and you always bring wonderful examples.
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Your door are always amazing to me–we have nothing like that here. But that ghost door/window is my favorite.
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Thank you, Lois. Yours is a new country in comparison. Good that I can amaze you a little. 🙂
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Well done, Tarquinia!
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I second that, Sue! Thank you!
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😊😊😄
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Your uncle looks like he could be related to Amore! They look very similar! 🙂
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Hahha, SMSW, that’s the first time anyone has thought of this. I can’t say that I see resemblance. Uncle has almost 20 years over amore though. (Amore is not in this post!)
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Great doors, I especially liked the one made up of blocks.
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Thank you, Lin! Makes you wish to build your own, hm? Early IKEA. 😀
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The older doors are the most interesting. 🙂
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Aren’t they, Lynette? I’m so glad to be surrounded by history. Thank you!
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Wow, that first door is an absolute gem.
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Thank you, scooj. Italy is so giving. No matter how spoiled I am doorwise, I still always find myself surrounded by such jewels.
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I like #15 especially and all the interesting door knobs and details. 🙂
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Thank you, Janet. I often think of such towns as amusement parks for adults. Never a dull moment.
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How I love those old wooden doors. Priceless.
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Thank you, Bojana. Imagine the things they have seen.
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Imagining. And I love what I see.
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That last one, a ghost door, window, arch all in one. If I could write, I would write about it. What an interesting photo. And a great walkthrough, as always.
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Ahh, Sofia! Never too late to start! 🙂 If it calls to you, it’s a sign. Thank you!
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We shall see…
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I really like the patchwork doors. (K)
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Thank you, K. And I was really glad to see your doors this week. No need to take part every week at all. But I can just imagine the doors of New York and how many there are… Happy doorscursions!
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Thanks Manja. I will definitely do it again, but probably not every week.
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Sighs….Your doors never fail to amaze me. Thank you for taking us along in your journeys.
I love your squarepants!
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Thank you, Just Blue, and you’re always welcome. These are my favourite pants. 🙂
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To me…the door with the plants on the stairs looks like an invitation. Not sure if I was curios about what was behind the door, or if I would be happy just sitting on the steps. Probably sitting and watching the day go by.
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Lovely, Donna, to think of sitting there and watching the world go by. And yet I think Italians don’t do that. The pots and plants everywhere certainly look inviting. Thank you!
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You really moved to the land of doors… (France isn’t bad either)
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Ha, I have, haven’t I, Equinoxio? I wonder if I’d be as door-happy somewhere else. But yes, France comes to mind. Only once I was travelling around France other than Paris, in 1991. Cote d’Azure, Lyon, the Loire castles, then Paris, and home via Strasbourg. I had two film rolls with me to fill. I remember saving the last two shots for Versailles and Fontainebleau. 😀 Character-building!
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Yeah that was the time when one had to make very careful choices about every picture…
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You have some wonderful doors in Tarquinia. Looking at your photos I realised we visited Tarquinia whilst on a Mediterranean cruise. We stopped at Citavecchia and instead of a trip to Rome where we would have spent more time travelling than seeing the city, we caught the train to Tarquinia on the recommendation of a steward. It was a beautiful interesting place and we met up with an American couple and enjoyed a meal in a friendly restaurant just of the main street.
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Ahh, this was a great recommendation. 🙂 I’m glad my post spurred your memories. Thank you and welcome to my blog, Paul! Another door post from Tarquinia coming up next week.
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A fantastic collection of different kinds of doors Manja. The old and worn often have a special charm and a hidden history. I have a special passion for wooden doors, they are often very nice 😊
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Thank you kindly, Anita. 🙂 I love them too. They are witnesses to history.
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