Amore’s coworker said: “You must go to Castagneto Carducci. There are some doors there waiting for you.” And so we went.
As we were going in that direction as it was, in search of the castle that didn’t want us from yesterday’s post, I rooted for this hilltop town. My friend obliged. Then we went to another. And then, when she saw the third town off my list up in the clouds before us, she pulled the plug: “No, I’m not going up there.” Welcome to Tuscany.
With thanks to Luciano, who remembered our walk in Via Appia Antica in Rome and how he had to wait for me as I was shooting all those doors, here is the first half of the Castagneto Carducci doors. He was right, some are truly lovely, as is the view. See if you can see the heat.