Today I remembered a lovely day from last May and realised that I have not showed you a single door from the Village of 100 Doors. Its name is Tatti.
While in his today’s Thursday Doors post Norm remembers our first afternoon spent together last autumn here in Italy with plenty of great door photos, I thought of a day shortly after my birthday in May when I took my parents to Tatti.
Before I saw a lovely post by Donna at The Maremma Guide in which she calls it the Village of 100 Doors, I had never heard of this town, which is not so hard, considering how many little towns there are around here. I gladly flicked it to my list of places to go and when my parents came over for my birthday, I took them on a door-spotting tour: first Tatti, then Massa Marittima (which is where Donna lives but we didn’t meet). No wonder they haven’t been back since. 😀
The day was lovely, we had a nice stroll, a couple of dogs that ran out of an open door scared mother but all ended fine, even though I forgot to count doors and just clicked at them instead. Today I show you just the first 20 or so. There will be more. I’ll count them when I’m through.
I can’t believe I haven’t posted any of the doors from here yet, since May! You can imagine the competition.
I wish to thank Donna for the idea, wish her happy painting and tell her that I think of her as a future friend. We just need to get together. And we shall.
And now let me invite you on a doorscursion with me. If you wish to learn another word from our doorcabulary and see more glorious Italian doors, you need to read Norm’s fun post. And then make your own door post and add it to his list by clicking on the blue frog, the door gatherer.
The photos are in the order in which I took them, in mere 12 minutes. I shan’t talk much under them, let’s just look at the doors. And now let’s go, father is ready.