I love sitting on the front porch watching the day go by with a nice cigar. The weather doesn't always cooperate, as it's hard to stop from thinking about your fingers freezing when it gets really cold out. Still, I love how when smoking outside, you seem to only have a passing aroma of a cigar on you, instead of inside, where it's a bit overpowering, then everything you have on smells like cigars. Not that that is always a bad thing.