Christmas baking is wonderful - the flour is like snow, and the smell and taste of the spices are wonderful. I love that there are such seasonal tastes like this - given how trade works across the world we could easily have it any time of the year, but we don't, and I love that it's kept so closely tied to Christmas and winter. I try not to do anything festive except online gift shopping until December 1st, just to make sure that all of these kinds of things really do stay just-for-Christmas, but even now I've been sneaking tastes of cinnamon and spiced tea and lying whenever anyone asks me what it is. Come December, however, it's Christmas. Period. No one has any right to judge!
And now for one of mine! A tiny little snowman about 1cm in height, safe inside a 2.5cm jar in a bed of snow!