The Gateway to the New South, Clarks-Vegas, is showing signs of thawing. After Brittany doubled my heating bill in January (muahaha) while I was gone, my February bill is down 15 percent, with me here. What better way to celebrate than to shut off the heat, open up the windows and have a little walk in the park.

Despite multiple days with temperatures above 40 and 50 degrees, patches of snow remain in the shady places of the world.

Every time I think Clarksville is boring I find something new that makes me wish I didn’t have to leave. Most of these discoveries come from my neighbor, Sara, who unfortunately just moved out (but not away). Clarksville is no Nashville, and definitely no Chicago, but it has the amenities of a decent college town and the quaint features of an old-world village. Within driving distance there are the malls and restaurants, but also the Riverwalk and boating, Dunbar Cave (which I still have to explore), and hiking and biking trails. This newest one, the Pollard Greenway, is only six miles from my house.

This was also my first time trying out some black and white shots with my Nikon. I hope to pick up a few more techniques and equipment before heading off to Afghanistan.

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