Last September, while my wife and I were in the Azores, on Sao Miguel Island, I found myself constantly looking at the varieties and colours of the doors on the houses.
Some were worn by salt air and time, with peeling paint and weathered wood telling quiet stories of the past. Others were freshly painted in bold colours, reflecting pride, personality, and local character.
Here is a set of photos that I took while we roamed the streets of Sao Miguel, plus a handful at the end from downtown Funchal in Madeira.
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