Friday, November 26, 2021
Flower of Paradise, also known as Caballero and Peacock Flower ( San Vicente Botanical Garden 12)
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
Grow native onion leek at home
Native onion grown in pot provides ready fresh onion leek for a number of recipes like fried eggs, soup, omelet, kilawin, porridge (lugaw), arroz caldo.
This is one way to encourage kids to have a daily supplement of vegetables. Vary the use of leek in their diet. Onion leek is rich in vitamin K, A, C and B6, manganese, folate, iron, fiber, magnesium, molybdenum, copper, calcium, and potassium. It also contains thiamine, riboflavin, and niacin, and antibiotic substances like Allicin and Alliin - from Allium, the genus of onion (A. cepa), garlic (A. sativum), kutchay (A tuberosum), and the original leek (A. ampeloprasum). Leeks generally have also high calorie value, and fair amounts of protein and fat. It is no wonder onion is the most important vegetable
Grow leek where there is sufficient sunlight, preferably on an elevated place. It's easy to grow leek from shallot (Sibuyas Tagalog) and from bulb onions (Granex or Creole). Staggered planting assures continuous supply of leek for the family - and for neighbors too.
A pot of onion leek makes a unique gift to friends who love to cook, those in their senior years, and those convalescing. Don't forget to add a little ribbon and a personal message. Make this as project in school and community. ~
Sunday, November 21, 2021
Don’t stay in bed; walk!
Writing a column for the newspaper
Confidentially Doctor
Don’t stay in bed; walk!
Arturo B. Rotor, MD
Do you remember not too long ago, how after a routine removal of a chronic appendicitis your surgeon kept you in bed for a week or so? The idea was to have the operative wound heal completely; a weak scar would break with the first attempt to stretch out the leg muscles.
That was the best medical opinion at that time and it was followed by surgeons, obstetrician, and cardiologist. The typhoid patient stayed in bed for weeks, “to prevent a relapse,” and as for heart disease, some patients were told to resign themselves to being bed patients for the rest of their lives.
It took doctors a long time to find out that the dangers of keeping a patient in bed was often more serious than disease itself. Asher expressed the new philosophy in strong words:
“Look at the patient lying in the bed. What a pathetic picture he makes. The blood clotting in his veins, the lime draining from his bones, the scybala stacking up in his colon, the flesh rotting in his seat, the urine leaking from his distended bladder, and the spirit evaporating from his soul.”
Many factors contributed to this changed outlook. Firstly, the development of antibiotics necessitated a revision of methods of treatment. The fever of pneumonia could be brought down in 48 hours, gangrenous legs that formerly would be amputated could be saved, infected wounds that used to keep patients in bed could be cleared up in a week.
Gradually, the surgeons observed certain strange developments in their patients for whom they had prescribed prolonged bed rest. Often, after a brilliant operation, the patients would develop blood clots along their legs or lungs. Some persons could not even be kept in bed for more than a week or two for their muscles became flabby, or worse, they developed deep ulcers where their back pressed on their beds.
Newer methods of studying the heart and lungs also made the doctors realize how wrong some of their concepts were. It has been shown for example that when you are lying down, your heart does 25 percent more work than when you are sitting up. After major surgery the breathing capacity of the lungs is reduced by more than two thirds; you have to get up to breathe normally.
“Thank heavens; I can go to the bathroom again.”
Dr. Arturo B. Rotor Memorial Lecture, 11th Biennial Convention, September 6, 2008
Philippine Society of Allergy, Asthma and Immunology
Big Bang – the Origin of Life
Big Bang – the Origin of Life
Dr Abe V Rotor
Big
Bang (19" x
23") painting by the author 2012
Once upon a distant past, a proto massof converging gases, too hugeto hold on in space exploded -the Big Bang like a centrifuge.
Born the universe and galaxiesin countless numbers expanding,countless more, orphans in space,our known world but a sibling.
Were this true - life so little do we knowtoday from its very spawn;move over Oparin, move over Darwin,theories past and our own. ~
Friday, November 19, 2021
Take me for a moment away from you, Mother Earth,
Mother Earth
Dr Abe V Rotor

higher than the highest mountain, the tallest building,
that I may view life whole and solid and unabridged
in a perspective beyond details, and without stirring:
I see clouds shrouding you from the sun and blue sky,in cumulus like giant mushroom on the horizon, rising,and released into nimbus, becoming heavy, falling as rainin the accompaniment of wind, thunder and lightning.
I see rivers swell and lakes fill to the brim in monsoon,flooding fields and pasture, spilling through the valley,meandering, roaring over waterfalls and boulders,resting in swamps and estuaries, then flowing to sea.
I see farmers in the field, women and children, too,and work animals pulling the plow and the harrow;I hear singing and laughter and joyous conversation,barking of dogs, cackling of fowls trailing the furrow.
I see harvesters gather the golden grains by hand;drying shocks in the sun, and building haystacks;I see flocks of pigeon and native chicken gleaning,women and children, the sun setting on their backs.
I see the fields scorched, a smoke here and there -bush fire! when the grass dries up bursts into flamespreading all over, burning anything on its path -what a waste! but it is nature's work and game.
I see poor harvest, good harvest, where and why,crops early or late, and fields never planted at all;I see farming a way of life, farming as a business,and farm life in all seasons, happiness is its goal.
I see children flying kites of various makes and colors,beside them grownups cheering, coaching, flyingtheir own kites too, oh, they have not forgottenthe art of their childhood, so do I, reminiscing.
I see children playing patintero, trompo and sipa,games of old folks when they too, were children;games of beetles and spiders as gladiators;palo de sebo and pabitin cannot be forgotten.
I see tourists, I see balikbayan, I see old and young;familiar and unfamiliar faces, sweet, shy, and bold;I see children going to school, housewives to market,people of all walks of life, always on the move.
I see the hills and mountains, to me they're the same,but where have the forests gone, the pasture?I see the rivers, the lakes and ponds old as they are,I have always loved all of these as I love nature.
I have seen enough, let me return, Mother Earth,
to my home, sweet home, on the farm, to my family;
and tell them of what I've seen in my short sojourn;
down below I saw my friends, my neighbors, and me. ~
Thursday, November 18, 2021
The Heart of a Living Rock
The Heart of a Living Rock
I entered the heart of this living rock,hollow and eerie;bats and strange creatures lurk in the dark;it's a scary story.Years after I visited this scene once more;and stayed longer;I saw shadows moving in the rock's core;it's a story to wonder.It speaks of an allegory and historywhere man was born;when man lived a simple life and was free,happy and at home. ~
Wednesday, November 17, 2021
Ode to a Stream on the Wall
Ode to a Stream on the Wall
Mural by Dr Abe V Rotor
Markus 1 (in stroller), with friends at home in Lagro QC, 2016
Flow gently, sweetly with the breeze
and sing with the little children;
whisper with the rocks and trees,
make every creature their friend.
Sing the songs of the forest deities,
the cheerful crickets and birds,
lullaby of Mozart, chorus of Liszt:
"Grow and be happy,” they urge. ~
Sunday, November 14, 2021
Nature takes shape in plants - an art exercise for children (San Vicente Botanical Garden 11)
San Vicente Botanical Garden 11:
Nature takes shape in plants - an art exercise for children
The aster-like flowers of wild sunflower or Tithonia jot out of the thicket among weeds breaking the monotony of the place.
The flowers of Lantana or bangbangsit (Ilk) make a beautiful carpet of various colors, shades and hues, the product of multiple cross breeding of different varieties. This is a good exercise on color combination.
Flower clusters of dwarf Milflores or Santan outnumber the leaves but are short-lived. Santan comes in various colors, popularly red, yellow, orange and white varieties. Examine the four-petalled individual flowers.
Nature's art in flowers applying the three shapes in various combinations through radial symmetry, bilateral symmetry, spiral, parallel and alternate arrangements. Nature's beauty is also expressed through asymmetry (no specific symmetry). ~
Friday, November 12, 2021
Don't Cut the Trees, Don't 2: Trees - Nature's Gift to Man
Wednesday, November 10, 2021
A Naturalist's World of Paintings (A Visit to an Art Gallery Part 5)
Paintings and Verses by Dr Abe V Rotor

Drynaria Fern
rain and organic matter;
When in summer time, one dies into cap and pan
to give life to the other.

A Parthenon of Trees, Temple of Nature
false pride of claiming God's Creation.

Ripples of Rainbow
in seres, one after another;
living mass into organic matter over time.
death to living in this order.

Milton's Query
was it regained in his absence?
Monday, November 8, 2021
The World in the Hadal Deep
- The hadal zone, also known as the hadopelagic zone, is the deepest region of the ocean, lying within oceanic trenches. The hadal zone is found from a depth of around 6,000 to 11,000 meters, and exists in long but narrow topographic V-shaped depressions. Wikipedia
- Dr AV Rotor is a former professor of Marine Ecology at the graduate schools of UST and DLSU-D
Friday, November 5, 2021
Post-Halloween Impressions
Tuesday, November 2, 2021
Post-Romanticism in Dichotomy: Impressionism and Abstractionism*
Dr Abe V Rotor
Each stroke, each line, a current
That takes you out for a pleasure ride
Away from the world a moment.
Ride on the wind, catch the passing breeze,
Surf to yonder and back at peace
Fresh to face life's challenge with ease,
All enshrined in a masterpiece.~

you paint and mold life at its barest
on weathered rocks and ancient trunks,
or some forgotten crest and cliff,
that through seasons howl or sleep,
or cry like a beagle, or the chameleon
that mimics sunrise and sunset
with colors divine.
Bless you, pioneer of protolife,
Pathfinder of the bryophyte and the vine,
Precursor of forest primeval,
home of the eagle and fireflies,
Probing what good is rock if it loses
the essence where life rises. ~

















