Fernard Fonssagrives "Nip Up" Lisa Fonssagrives Penn. Silvergelatin There’s so much talk about aging as something we’re supposed to fight. We should “stay young,” “stay fresh,” and preferably pretend that time doesn’t touch us. But perhaps aging is actually our greatest freedom. Because somewhere along the way, something liberating happens. It comes quietly, around the same time you start reading the shampoo bottle with your arms fully stretched out. By then you suddenly real

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It’s summer in Causses et Veyran . My  first summer in 35 years without my bodyguard by my side. To stay grounded, I keep myself busy...

I’ve decided to start blogging. I ’m not really sure why. Maybe it’s a way to talk to those of you who’ve tried calling me without...