What’s in a name? That which we call a rose…

DEAR MISS MANNERS: How does one deal with false modesty? I found myself caught flat-footed when chatting with a textile artist. I joked that he could be the one to help me with my blanket stitch, and he responded that his handwork wasn’t very good. Fine; I’d been mostly kidding anyway. But then he wentContinue reading “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose…”

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