

Violet Frasier
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@keepingviolet
Writer, filmmaker. Inventor of #Violetology. OPHELIA'S ROOM & NOW DARKNESS fundraising trailers. pic: Rodeo Bar & star stools The truth knows no boundaries.



The hardest rescue mission our teams have been called to? This operation to haul a bull elephant out of a sinkhole is up there. It unfolded last month when the Kenya Wildlife Service received reports of a trapped bull in Chakama. One of our pilots flew to the scene, where he met the Kulalu Anti-Poaching Team and KWS. It was a complicated situation: the bull was stuck shoulder-deep and, while he couldn't escape, he could move around inside, which made it challenging for teams to position the straps needed to free him. After consulting Dr Limo of the SWT/KWS Tsavo Mobile Vet Unit – who was occupied with another operation – they opted to keep trying without anaesthetising the bull. Finally, the team managed to loop straps behind him and attach them to a vehicle. Inch by inch, they pulled him from his muddy trap. Your support helped fund every aspect of this life-saving mission – find out how you can be part of our next one: sheldrickwildlifetrust.org



Take a look at the skies over Majorca yesterday. Lots of lovely ‘natural’ clouds. Still waiting for a name for them from the UK MET office. Sent to me by an ex-pat co-conspirator.


Construction of Medieval Castles still blows my mind. For example, here’s Bamburgh Castle in England from the 11th century!



As Governor, I would sign legislation into law, like Florida and Tennessee, to ban chemtrails. Supporting legislation to protect the air we breathe is just common sense. South Carolina STRONG: nancymace.org/nancy-mace-bac…



In the 17th-century Dutch Golden Age, the small city of Delft produced a distinctive school of painters. They captured calm, everyday scenes with masterful light and perspective. Johannes Vermeer became the most famous. His View of Delft shows the city glowing under a vast sky. #ArtHistory #DutchGoldenAge

My favorite Gloria Swanson pic, taken by Edward Steichen in 1924. At the end of the photo session, he hung a piece of lace in front of her face: "She recognized the idea at once... You don’t have to explain things to a dynamic and intelligent personality like Miss Swanson." #botd







Wild elephants visited Kaikai's little mud bath in the night. By morning, only their tracks remained — great platter-sized footprints pressed into the earth. When Kaikai arrived for her midday wallow, she stepped straight into one of them. All four of her tiny feet fit inside a single print. One day, she will leave footprints like that herself. Right now, she is less than a year old, rescued from the Maasai Mara in May 2025 after her mother died of natural causes. She arrived hungry and frightened, a week-old calf with no one to nurse from. She arrived at Kaluku, found her Keepers, and decided — fairly quickly — that she was the centre of the universe. By adopting Kaikai, you become part of the journey between those two sets of footprints — the tiny ones she leaves today, and the ones she will leave when she is wild and grown. Adopt Kaikai: sheldrickwildlifetrust.org/orphans/kaikai




Today, our quiet girls were having a pool party! Akina is a reserved elephant by nature, but the mud bath is her time to shine. She loves water and she loves to show off in it. In fact, we often find her loitering around the pool, just waiting for the other orphans to vacate so she can have it all to herself. As the herd headed into the bush this afternoon, Akina noticed Rokka lagging behind in the water. She about-turned to join her friend, and the two girls enjoyed a splashy show-off session. The Keepers enjoyed the spectacle! Every elephant seen here is an orphan. While each suffered a unique tragedy, they found a family with us – one that will continue to love and support them through their lives. Meet the herd: sheldrickwildlifetrust.org/orphans


She climbed 180 feet into a 1,000-year-old redwood—and refused to come down. In December 1997, Julia “Butterfly” Hill stepped onto two small wooden platforms high in a tree called Luna. What was meant to be a short protest became 738 days of isolation, endurance, and defiance. No walls. No heat. Just sky. She survived 90 mph El Niño winds, freezing rain, and constant harassment from loggers below. Supplies were pulled up by rope. Sleep came in fragments. Every day was a test of how long one person could hold their ground. But she stayed. Not just for a tree—but for what it stood for: ancient life, fragile ecosystems, and the power of refusing to move. After more than two years, it worked. A $50,000 agreement with Pacific Lumber was reached, protecting Luna and a 200-foot buffer zone from logging. One woman. One tree. And a line that wouldn’t be crossed. #archaeohistories