Thursday Doors, November 3

This post includes a trattoria, a tomb, a door guardian and the fear of doors.

Yesterday I saw a funny photo from Via Appia Antica in Roma and realised that I never posted the second part of the doors encountered on our lovely April walk.

While the first part of the doors was posted on my first blog, on this one I showed you a lovely exhibition of sculptures that we encountered on our way including a girl on a swing in midair.

The walk was a long one but very pleasant.

This is one of the oldest roads in Roma. These stones were laid there in 312 B. C.

And so we were walking as in a little historic fairy-tale and then we reached the final destination, the tomb of Caecilia Metella, the daughter of an important man and the wife of a wealthy man, with the Caetani Castle attached. Special thumbs up for the windows, guys!

As for the door – it had a guardian, you see. He might have been a leaning lenient kind, but a guardian nevertheless. And even when he disappeared, I was overcome by a certain fear of passing through. (Truth be told – one had to pay to enter.)

On my photos it’s often not the door itself that matters.

But the light.

And everything around the door.

Sometimes things grow around it.

Colours come together just right.

Or the door is just green and there.

Sometimes it’s purely the use of the place that matters. I think I was thirsty.

And sometimes it’s the windows, really. This is Caecilia’s tomb with the attached castle.

In Roma they have decidedly too much stuff like that. Sometimes I worry that bestia might dig out one of these.

The chapel opposite.

Who knows how old this door is.

This place is positively ancient.

Then I noticed the door guardian.

He might look lenient but still adamant.

He is gone, this is the chance!

Alas, the sudden fear of open door overwhelmed me and I didn’t even have a peek in the courtyard.

To the jail with timid photographer!

Photo: a © signature mmm production

For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.

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