Provincetown: Kind of a Thursday 13 Week 3 Mish Mash but Not Exactly...

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It's week three in Provincetown. What a way to spend the summer: three days of work-work and then four days of ocean living. I took these two shots of the bay and the town harbor today through an overcast sky. Honest to God, the town and ocean are so beautiful it looks like this all the time, in one color palette or another.
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Speaking of colors, hydrangeas are everywhere. And Provincetown, with it's high occupancy of gay, lesbian and artistic types, is rich with majestic gardens and gardeners all over town.
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Even the parking lots have amazing views. This is a nondescript shot view along Commercial Street. Most of the driveways and lots are comprised of beach stones or crushed oyster shells. I like this because, unlike the dark harshness of asphalt, the effect is light, airy, beachy.

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This small sculpture is hidden in an alley way in front of the Atlantic House, a gay men's dance club that welcomes everyone else as well. I've only been there once, and it was absolutely an awesome place to dance away the night.

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I love the town at night. You can walk anyway and it is completely safe. Many residents do not lock their doors and the small police force spends most of its time with occasional drunkenness and/or disorderly conduct. To the right is the famous Provincetown Monument. It's the first thing you see along Route 6A when you turn the bend and you are overtaken by expansive ocean and coastline.
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JB and I are eating out more than cooking at home. You are looking at the crepes of the day at my favorite restaurant Edwige, and at my favorite leisure sport: a strong cup of coffee flavored with good conversation.
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The sky and light in Provincetown is like no where else. And that's also true for special events. This week the Bears are in town. I may write more about this later but in a nutshell, the Bears are gay men who tend to have large frames and, well, body hair. They are named aptly. I would guess there are at least several hundred Bears in town for their Annual Bear Week. I wonder what kind of reaction some of my visitors and fellow bloggers may have to this. Does this sound strange to you? People who are "different" are actually commonplace in Provincetown. If you don't fit in generally, you will in Ptown. Before the summer's over, I'll write about this more.
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Here's a couple of different views of townies. The top could just has well have been home to a seafaring captain or a prominent Ptown family. JB and I have g00d friends who live in a single family small cozy rambling home filled with art and oozing with history. And the bottom photos are of a little sanctuary where JB and kj lighten up, sink in, and spread out. It is a blessed incredible gift that 15 plus years ago we were smart enough and lucky enough to buy this little place we could not afford today by any means. And yes, that bed offers a restful night's sleep as good as it looks.

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Please tell me if I need to change the subject. The truth is I haven't hit the surface in showing you all that Provincetown is--haven't shown you the Beech Forest, the Provincetown Lands, the dunes, the houses, the people, the art, the festivals, the funk. If you don't tell me enough is enough, I'll be doing a bit of sharing like this all summer.