Drabbling Again

In our house we have a verb called "drabbling". It's like reading, only much much better. I haven't actually drabbled since I read the wonderful The Red Queen last Christmas. I drabbled a bit in the summer when I reread The Radiant Way and The Middle Ground, but true drabbling is always a first time encounter. And now I'm reading The Sea Lady, I'm drabbling again. I really can only read a few pages at a time because the delight is just too much.