New Year

My house was completed. My daughter came back to the new house to live with us again. Our dog looks vigorous living in her old place. My son is going to a new university for his master course. I keep working with the same clients.
Some things have changed. Some remain unchanged. Some got back in place. This way our lives go on. This new year...
A brace of thrush on the treetop. Scent of spring in the frigidity.