It may seem a bit odd to speak of modesty when the weather outside is frightful—at least roundabout where I live in rural Ontario. But modesty is not just an outdoors virtue, as a trip anywhere, from the grocery store to the office staff party to the local yoga class, will demonstrate. In the words of the Bard,”Can it be that modesty may more betray our sense than woman’s lightness? Having waste ground enough, shall we desire to raze the sanctuary and pitch our evils there?”
With wars and rumors of wars, tumults and tsunamis, we might ask whether we should worry
