It's a beautiful day here is exurban Houston - low humidity, temps in the mid 70s, light breeze. Lots of flowers blooming and bright sunshine. (For anyone who feels jealous, I'll be in 90% humidity & 90 deg temps before too long, I'm assured. I'm enjoying this while I can.)
Anyway, I've opened the windows to air out the house a bit. So when I was sitting in the library room reading, I finally got to use a Robert Jordan book for the purpose God intended.
Hey, the door was slamming shut and scaring the dogs. What else was I supposed to do?