Deleted scene from the critically acclaimed film, Gravity.
oh my god, you tried
The baby elephants at the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust get their bottles, Nairobi, Kenya, March 1st 2014
On March 1st I visited the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust in Nairobi. This organisation takes in orphaned baby elephants. The babies lost their mothers, mostly due to poaching, and were sent to the Trust from all over Kenya. There, they are lovingly hand-raised for three years, after which they are put into a 5-year program to reintroduce them back into the wild.
It was one of the best experiences I have had the privilege to have in my life. What these people do is amazing. Their lives are dedicated entirely to the well-being of these beautiful babies, they even sleep alongside them in their stables.
Visitors are allowed near the elephants only one hour a day. You are lead to a patch of land, circled with nothing but a thin rope. At 11 am, there they are! They come galloping in, because the babies know they’re getting their bottle. They beeline for their keeper and slobber down two bottles of milk like it’s no big deal (the older ones are big enough to hold their own bottle, thankyouverymuch). After that it’s playtime - the area has a mudpool, and lots of delightful dirt and twigs to play with.
They are babies, so they are mischievous. They come up to you for attention! I cuddled them and scritched their trunks and their ears, got splashed with water and was absolutely black with dirt afterwards.
reblogging myself because a) BABY ELEPHANTS and b) I want more people to see the donate link because what these people do really is great
but for real getting to visit them and getting to see and cuddle the baby elephants genuinely was one of the greatest experiences of my life, I still get all misty-eyed when I think about how that is a thing that happened ;___;
check my photography blog out for more baby elephant pictures (I have five separate posts with pictures from the Sheldrick Trust) and for a little over 90 pictures from my trip (yes that many)
YOU. MOTHER. FUCKER.
the entire history of our universe came together in such a way that allowed this pun to happen
I remember the table at my grandfather’s house. It had carved legs in the shape of a myriad of animals, spiraling around each other, whole ecosystems within each leg.
But it was also well-used. We ate there, we talked there, we lived around it, in rows and columns delineated by chairs and space.
I remember diagonals of sunlight in the late afternoon, drawn across its flat expanse, transfixed by my grandfather’s hand as he swept it through whatever story he was telling, to highlight the words with motion, to motion us closer to the words.
I remember my mother, as rapt as I was. I remember my brother, as rapt as I was. I remember that I haven’t seen my mother or my brother for months now.
And in some ways, I miss that table more than I miss them."
Welcome to Night Vale
Episode 41 - WALK(via nightvalequotes)