Day one in the dunes: Monday, September 14th, 2015

I write this on my first morning back in the Fowler Dune Shack.

My last time here was in 2010.  I’m five years older now, and so is this rustic, one-story, three-room, side-gabled, wood pier supported structure, set amidst the seemingly endless sand dunes of Provincetown’s backshore.  It’s what I’ll call home for the next week.  Alone. 

The Fowler Shack is named after its owners and builders, Stan and Laura Fowler.  It’s one of 19 shacks located within the Peaked Hill Bars National Register Historic District, in Provincetown, Massachusetts. The Compact organization, who graciously bestowed me with this retreat opportunity, describe the dune shack experience this way:  

"The primitive nature of the structure - no electricity, indoor plumbing, or telephone - and its physical isolation allow for uninterrupted solitude and refuge."

I'm hoping that's what I'll find here.

This blog will serve as a record of my stay and a companion while I'm here on my own.  Stay tuned for more photos, writing, and art.