I spied it in the few moments I left the kitchen, with the smells of baking cookies and pastries and the sounds of Christmas songs filling the house – a winter world continuing on, unaware of the holiday traditions of humans, but even unexperienced directly, it was such a deep, unspoken, essential instinctual connection that for a moment it took my breath away in realizing it. Baking day is complete here in our little home as we propel ourself towards the season and the end of the year.