My puff regimen is dictated by the steel in my hand. Ordinarily, I am in the garage working a murdercycle. Or on the porch project butchering wood. As I go for the next tool, I'll hit the stogie. If it's been a couple minutes, I may need a preliminary puff or two to bring the volume to life. I often get two hours out of a robusto this way. A cigar has to burn well enough to set two or three minutes, get hit, and then set again, over and over. I hate to re-light a cigar. Tastes like crap. I find I get a far far better burn off my home rolled than I do off a commercial cigar. I think they take too much pride in rolling the damn things too tight, and they roll out of incombustible stuff chosen only for some dice roll of an exotic flavor. Gimme good old habano, criollo, corojo, rolled firm but not tight, and not over-bound. Less binder is key.
Other times I smoke in the man cave with a history or philosophy book in hand. Here, too, the stick may slip my mind for three minutes at a whack. It had better be able to smolder on its own. Not my job to keep it alive.
Not one to sit outside staring at the yard. I have trees to do that job for me.