Red Door, Patonga…Thursday Doors.

Welcome to Thursday Doors.

You know you’re sadly door-obsessed when you go to a place of stunning natural beauty, and your heart skips a beat when you come across a red door. I’m sure many of you relate to my experience and perhaps Thursday Doors has become the equivalent of AA  for the door-obsessed. A safe place for us to share our passion for doors and all the stories they tell. Moreover, doors also have a metaphorical appeal…an open door, closed door and what these mean to the journey.

“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”     

Alexander Graham Bell



This week our love of doors takes us to Patonga, on the NSW Central Coast 91 kilometres North of Sydney and a short drive from our port of call last week,  Pearl Beach. By the way, Patonga is Aboriginal for “oyster”.

Patonga has a delightful sleepy feel to it. As you drive down the hill into the village, the beach is on your left and a jetty heads out into the bay. You’ll spot a few fishing boats and there was a father and son fishing from the end of the wharf without catching anything. You see scenes like this around the world, and only the backdrop changes.


This red flower, which I took to be an Australian native, turned out to be a weed hailing from Madagascar…Mother of Millions. I wonder if it’s seen the movie. 

“Red is uplifting.”- Jerry Lewis

After going for a bit of a walk along the waterfront, we drove around town and that’s how I came across this red door in a side street just back from the Hawkesbury River. I have to admit that there was an instant tick inside my head…”That’s Thursday Doors done and dusted.”

Before I head off, I’ll leave you with this quote from Oscar Wilde. Although it pertains to red roses,I’m sure the sentiments could be extended to red doors.

“A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.”

Oscar Wilde

This has been another contribution to Thursday Doors hosted by Norm 2.0 Please pop over and join us.

Best wishes,


10 thoughts on “Red Door, Patonga…Thursday Doors.

  1. Rowena Post author

    I have wondered about the weird part, but as long as we tie the doors into something else, I think we’re on solid ground. They’re a great launching pad for all sorts of stories.
    Best wishes,

  2. Rowena Post author

    That one really appealed to me too, Dan. I really love red and it’s probably my favourite colour. I drive a red Alfa Romeo 159 which we picked up at a good price from an auction and it is so me. Well, the me I’d like to be. Wish I’d had that car when I was in my 20s. It’s so much fun.

  3. Norm 2.0

    Comparing us to AA? Well, you’re not far off the mark 😀
    *Stands up head hung low and bashfully addresses the group* “Hi, I’m Norm and…I’m a dooraholic”
    Group: “Hi Norm!” *Group rushes over to show Norm pics of their doors*
    Good post and nice find Rowena. That red door sure does stand out 🙂

  4. bearmkwa

    Took a bit to find the reply…. Can’t say I’m a “door-aholic”. Can’t say I really pay much attention to doors as long as I can get through them to where I need to be. That said, there is a unique quality to some doors that just draw you in… red doors always lead me to remember my early childhood where I spent a good deal of the time in Children’s Hospital…there were red door everywhere. My room (they are really good at putting repeats in the same room with same nurses, it helps) had a brown door with a window. Not all rooms had windows in their doors. I never liked closed doors, but the window helped. Saw a lot of things through that door… Maybe I need to re-evaluate doors….

  5. Rowena Post author

    Perhaps, I should be painting our front door red. It’s currently heritage green, a colour my mother’s family believes is bad luck. That can’t be good. It is also indicative of laziness or overall fatigue here because the front door is also in desperate need of a paint job.

  6. Rowena Post author

    Sorry to hear you spent a lot of your childhood in hospital. A friend of mine has spent the last 9 months in hospital and goes home on Tuesday which is so exciting.
    Since participating in this door blogshare, it’s opened my eyes quite a lot both to the architectural details and history of buildings but also the symbolism of open and closed doors and what you see.
    Best wishes,

  7. bearmkwa

    In retrospect, I think my time at Children’s was the best time I ever had in childhood. It is good to be in a safe place where you can just be a kid…oh, and actually have food (something scarce in my childhood.). I love old architecture and considered a career in such when I was in High School.

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