A very small village called Alter Pedroso, its outskirts, and the medieval castle ruins: ten leftovers.

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A very small village called Alter Pedroso, its outskirts, and the medieval castle ruins: ten leftovers.
No, I haven't stop photographing doors. I found this trio in the village of Alter Pedroso.
I must confess I have a special hatred for doorbells. Actually, I don't even have a doorbell in my place. But that's because most doorbells are not actual bells - like these ones I found in Alter Pedroso. These ones I love - with all my heart.
Alter Pedroso is just a very small - but very pretty - village in the Upper/Alto Alentejo, whose population does not exceed 50 people (yes, fifty, not fifty thousand). It was a county seat until 1836 and it was even head of a civil parish until the end of the XIX Century; nowadays, it belongs to both the county and civil parish of Alter do Chão.
As far as I know, this village was never very big - probably, it never exceeded 100 inhabitants. In 2011, only 48 people lived here. Sooner or later, I fear these quiet streets will be even quieter, when the last inhabitant leaves.
A semi-deserted village called Alter Pedroso: nove outtakes.
The Parish Church of Alter Pedroso, also known as Church of Our Lady of the Snow (Nossa Senhora das Neves). It was originally built in the XV Century, being extensivelly restored in the XVII and XVIII centuries.
This viewpoint is called the Panoramic Talefe Swing, and it's located near the ruins of the Castle of Alter Pedroso. The views from that place are… well, you can judge by yourselves.
(And yes, obviously, I had to use the swings - both, to be precise)
(I am so glad that viewpoints like this one are becoming more and more common in Portugal, because swings with beautiful views are never, never enough)
The pretty and disturbingly quiet streets of a village called Alter Pedroso. This is the Portuguese countryside slowly dying.