The snow is one inch deep, the wind is blowing as always. It is cold inside, + 17 Centigrade because of the bad old windows, that have just one frame (in this climate!). However, after trying on the kitchy leotard with a gauze tutu, Klavka didn't want to take it off. I hope I won't spoil Klavka's taste with just one thing. As for my "meigan", I'd better shut up, because I've bought the leotard at a dollar store and shoud be happy. In January Aque will start a ballet class one hour/week. Imagine, what a 4 year-old can get from those lessons, but she dreams of balerinas and dancers, so let her dream come true for $ 25 per 9 hours (the class is the cheapest in the city, and its location is convenient for me, it's in our West village).
I've moved a no-name plant with bright green-and-purple leaves and tiny ink-color flowers from the windowsill to my bed-side table. That's the only flower in our temporary, as always, apartment. As to the fauna, there is one wandering spider that didn't go hibernate. In the end of October there were about a dozen of them hanging by the windows outside and about four inside. One of them used to sit on a wall in the bathroom. It sat without movement, then soiled the wall with a brownish spot and started moving. Imagine the Baobeir's comments about it. The wandering spider is bigger but its health conditions are not better: it has only seven legs. Klavka says that the creature must be female (my daughter is perfect in the feminist corrections of the literature plots and like: according to Aque, the brave Crayfish in the Ukrainian folk tale was female too - Rachitsa-Neborachitsa). But I think this must be a male specimen: it was lucky enough to sacrifice only a leg to a fierce female. Nice interpretations, huh? Cultural!