Thursday, March 12, 2026

El Niño Triggers Flowering of Plants

 El Niño 2026 
El Niño Triggers Flowering of Plants

El Niño is a natural climate phenomenon, in which surface waters of the central and eastern Pacific Ocean become unusually warm and cause changes in weather patterns around the world. On average, it re-occurs every 2 to 7 years and typically lasts 9-12 months. Since El Niño can often be predicted months in advance, has a slow onset and a regular pattern, it is possible to design anticipatory actions and prepare emergency responses well ahead of time. - UN-FAO

Dr Abe V Rotor
Retired Professor, UST Graduate School

 Profuse flowering of kapok (Ceiba pentandra) predicts extreme drought condition. 
 Flowering of bamboo is another indication of El Niño, which comes in a cycle of 7 years, hence the biblical dream  of the Pharaoh of Egypt which Joseph interpreted as 7 years of plenty, followed by 7 years of famine. For  prediction the Pharaoh appointed Joseph governor of Egypt.  He introduced the concept and practice of maintaining buffer stock, the mainstay of food security today.

"The chestnut has a flower!” My friend Dr. Sel Cabigan called, his words breaking out into the dry and warm morning air.

There I saw a single bud, the size and shape of a pencil, off-white, shy, peeping from under the tree’s palm shaped leaves, and bearing a glistening dewdrop. Frankly, it was the first time I had seen a chestnut, and flowering at that, on Philippine soil - and blooming at a very early age. Dr. Cabigan and I, who are both agriculturists, just stood beside the breast-high tree, silent as we pondered.

That year was an El Niño year,* El Niño starts on the equator west of Peru when warm water accumulates on the surface and sets the current to move down south along the edge of Peru, only to be blocked by the El Niño current moving up from the south pole. The standstill exacerbates warming, causing heavy precipitation in the region, depriving the other half of the globe of sufficient rainfall, and setting aberrations in climatic patterns in different parts of the world. This phenomenon - together its counterpart, La Niña (opposite pattern)- arises from geographic patterns of land masses. The Atlantic and Pacific oceans are blocked by the Isthmus of Panama down the tip of South America. It is only near the Antarctic where they exchange warm and cool water before flowing back to the equator. But for other reasons heretofore unknown, this "bridge" is blocked. This phenomenon occurs in cycle and each time it does, it is on Christmas eve, for which it got its name, Child Jesus.

This climatic phenomenon was approaching its main stage which spans two to three years, then comes back after seven years normal years. That’s why some people call it the seven-year itch, and science summed up the cycle into a ten-year period, with sub-cycles in between. 

El Niño is characterized by extreme dry and hot weather conditions, the rains coming late and very little, thus farmers fail to plant on time or harvest so little, sending the economy to its knees. It precipitated the declaration of Martial Law in the country in 1971 plagued by acute food shortage and widespread unrest. El Niño had another episode in the early eighties which caused a loss of billions of dollars worldwide. The nineties were equally bad, and now came the twenties which caused the highest deficit in rice production forcing the country to import rice, ten percent of its annual consumption, translated into one million metric tons.

El Niño triggers a number of botanical phenomena. The red Passiflora (Passiflora edulis) vine carpeting the Grotto in a garden at St. Paul University QC bore a full-grown fruit. Although it is a relative of the edible passion fruit, this species has sterile flowers, but stress must have stimulated the plant to produce fruit and ultimately seeds, a way of preserving the species. There was a rare species of Pandanus (Pandanus tinctorius)that produced curious fruits resembling breadfruit. I suppose that in the wild, the fruits split open upon maturity in order to disseminate the seeds. Animals feed on them and scatter the seeds in the process.

The climbing Derris (Derris elliptica) does not normally flower, but here it displayed a bouquet of bright pink flowers arranged like a huge lei. In many respects, the flowers resemble those of legume including madre de cacao (Gliricida sepium)  and katuray (Sesbania grandiflora). Derris is a legume that contains a toxic principle, rotenone, which makes it useful to farmers as natural insecticide.

One of the five rambutan seedlings now three years ago suddenly bloomed, indeed too young to reproduce. Just like any maiden flower, it did not develop into fruit. Neither did the flowers of the lone pili standing near the pond and the Chico. In the case of the two, being monoecious plants, their flowers settle only in the presence of a male counterpart. “But who knows, some busy bees can bring in the pollen from a far place?”  Sel said, short of betting for his hypothesis. There’s no doubt pollinators cross kilometers to deliver their goods, riding of wind and water, the nocturnal ones like moths and skippers navigate accurately in the night to reach their destination by dawn, and by morning the receptive female flowers get their prize.

To an observant eye and sensitive olfactory sense, the garden had a cinnamon whose flowers exude the characteristic condiment odor. Alagao, lagundi, dita, molave – and of course, ilang-ilang, make the morning air naturally scented. The only date palm then in this garden flowered for the first time, mocked by a much taller and older neighboring fishtail palm in having profuse flowers, littering the surrounding grounds. Mature nuts that fell to the ground germinated into numerous seedlings.


 Kalumpang blooms full in extreme dry summer, QC

Gardens at the onset of El Niño seemingly are in their best looking form, brandishing varied colors, not only of their flowers but leaves, young and old, and other parts. Let me cite the red palm (bright red leaf sheaths), bunga de Jolo (bright red ripe nuts in clusters), croton or San Francisco (variegated and multicolored leaves), bougainvillea (false flowers, actually specialized leaves, are white, red, pink, and shades of different combination). The talisay or umbrella tree demonstrates a classical example of deciduousness, its leaves turning to yellow, orange, red and purple before dropping to the ground.

Even the champagne palm, betel nut, McArthur palm respond to the dry spell with forced inflorescences. The shingle tree, relative of nangka and other relatives – the figs (Ficus spp) are abloom.

Pond plants respond to El Niño, especially on shallow area, dried mudflats and along the banks. Cattails (Typha) and papyrus bend to the weight of their flowers. Waterlies – Nynmphaea and Eichornia may appear to have more flowers than leaves. So with the lotus. There are many annual plants that are also full of flowers.

But the most classical of the El Niño phenomenon is the flowering of the bamboo. Yes, bamboos do bear flowers. Since it is a grass its inflorescence is similar to that of rice, corn and grass weeds. According to the old folks, and validated by science, a bamboo flowers only in hard times. Extreme drought triggers the plants to save its own species. As predicted by its flowering, surely the economic crisis is with us.

During the peak of El Niño in China, panda bears faced food shortage because the bamboos either remain dormant or die, so that supplemental feed coming from areas not affected by drought becomes necessary, otherwise, the bears starve and die, or migrate to other areas where they become vulnerable to various danger.

These are mainly indigenous, but how about the exotic ones which have yet to adjust to their new environment? Dr. Cabigan and I could not agree on what a tree was, claimed to have been brought from Rome by a religious sister. I said it is similar to that of a locquat, which I had seen in China. Some say it is fig, others, nut – like chestnut.

One morning, Dr. Cabigan called me again, this time to tell me that the mystery tree had flowered. Every morning we visited the buds to see if they had opened. One by one the buds shrank and fell to the ground, leaving a mystery to us. By its buds, we concluded it is neither Smyrna nor locquat. Both of us just told any inquirer it is a St. Agnes tree, the name of the religious sister who inrtroduced the plant.

Indeed, El Niño holds many mysteries, the botanical garden the arena of awe and respect to the One who make all these possible. More than anything in difficult times, the preparation for death is also a preparation for rebirth and resurrection. And this is what makes the garden truly beautiful.~

Occurring between July 2011 and mid-2012, a severe drought affected the entire East African region. Said to be "the worst in 60 years", the drought caused a severe food crisis across Somalia, Djibouti, Ethiopia and Kenya that threatened the livelihood of 9.5 million people.


El Niño, part of the El Niño-Southern Oscillation (ENSO) cycle, typically occurs irregularly every 2 to 7 years, characterized by warmer-than-normal sea surface temperatures in the equatorial Pacific. These events usually last 9-12 months, developing between March and June, and peaking in winter. Wikipedia ~

Lichens: Nature's Indicator of Fresh Clean Air

  Lichens: Nature's Indicator of Fresh Clean Air

Dr Abe V Rotor
 Living with Nature - School on Blog

Lesson: How do we know if we are living in a pristine environment? Consult the lichens in your area.

Squamous lichen, an intermediate of crustose and foliose types. La Mesa Eco Park, QC

Lichen*

You are a landscape artist, you paint
      and mold life at its barest,
On weathered rocks and ancient trunks,
      or some forgotten crests,
And cliffs that would through seasons howl
      or sleep or cry like the eagle,
Or the chameleon that mimics sunrise
      and sunset in colors divine.
Bless you, pioneer of protolife,
      pathfinder of the moss and vine:
You who guide the lost in the darkness
      of the forest with compass,
Where towards the declining North side
      calmly lays your biomass;
Where rise the trees, roost the eagle
      and fireflies, the seasons endless.
Here you lie in peace under boughs
      once bare and lifeless. - avr

                * Sunshine on Raindrops by AV Rotor, p 29, Megabooks 2000 

Foliose lichen in summer. Note large composite mass. Lipa Batangas

Foliose lichen, Parks and Wildlife Nature Center QC. Note the smaller size of this specimen as compared to the foliose lichen in Lipa (above). Lichens may differ not only in structure but by the component members - a lichen being a community of alga and fungus living in mutualism. Generally, as the air becomes polluted the size of a lichen decreases - or may totally disappear.

Fruticose lichen appears like beard. This presence and condition of the fruticose lichen is perhaps the ultimate assurance of good air quality. Tagaytay (Angels Hills Retreat Center)

Community of green algae, lichen and moss (UP Diliman). During the summer months the moss in its sporophytic phase dries up but grows back the following rainy season. This is not the case of lichens.

If you find lichens growing in the area where you live, you are very lucky. You are away from the black cloud of smog, the confines of "maddening" crowd, smoke belching vehicles, and spewing factory chimneys. And you have all the reasons to be happy - so with your family. This is luxury today.

The air your breath is fresh and clean, cool and soothing. Your lungs are clear, your skin glistens clean and robust, you walk with stride and gait, and you wear a smile even if you are not aware of it. It is because the air that surrounds us is a natural blanket that enwraps our body physically and physiologically, outside and inside, through respiration and circulation.

Thank the lowly lichen - nature's biological indicator.

What is the lichen made of? How long does it live? Read more about Lichens

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

Ecological Evolution of Art (Article in Progress)

Ecological Evolution of Art
Dr Abe V Rotor

Part 1 - Endangered Nature


 
   
   
  

Part 2 - Trophies of Nature


 

  

    

Part 3 - Apparition in the Woods 
 

 


Monday, March 9, 2026

Requiem to a Forest: "It's a dirge I hear, once your cheerful call."

Requiem to a Forest
Art Works and Verses by Dr Abe V Rotor

"The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness." 
-  John Muir, Naturalist

The Last of the Hornbills, wall mural at the author's residence
San Vicente, Ilocos Sur 

"It's a dirge I hear, once your cheerful call,
its refrain drowned in silence in eerie air;
in the like of Vivaldi's music, if I recall,
seeing you on screen in an easy chair." - avr

"He who plants a tree loves others beside himself."
- Thomas Fuller

Sentry Eyes in the Woods, palette knife painting in acrylic AVR 

"We are not alone, all eyes are upon us,
     spirits of Nature that we can't see;
with respect and humility, we must,
     and say, bari-bari, tabi-tabi." - avr

 "Time spent amongst trees is never wasted time." — Anonymous Walk My World

Soil Erosion Aftermath, mounted tree saplings remains 
and rocks on nature painting as background AVR 
On display at the Living with Nature Center, SVIS

"What Nature built for thousands of years,
from rocks onto a beautiful garden;
man's folly and lust reversed the process,
           the garden today's but a lost Eden." - avr  

"Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky." — Kahlil Gibran

Remains of a Forest Wildfire, glass painting AVR

"Remnants all - trees and their dependents;
  land now bare, exposed to the elements;
  wonder how Nature heals herself abandoned,
  now avowed by greedy man to be his own." - avr

"In the woods we return to reason and faith." — Ralph Waldo Emerson Walk My World

Burnt Forest in Darkness, in acrylic AVR 

"Nothing's left but ash and memories
     of a once beautiful, lush forest;
 where have all the creatures gone,
     deprived of their abode and rest?" - avr

"Learn character from trees, values from roots, and change from leaves." 
— Tasneem Hameed
Charred Earth, art work in acrylic and cardboard AVR

"Requiem to our planet, a pessimist's view,
      a prophesy in its own time come true;
  indifference in the midst of the Good Life,
      its epilogue in suffering and strife." - avr

 "When the last living thing has died on account of us, how poetical it would be if Earth could say... 'It is done.' People did not like it here." — Kurt Vonnegut

 Rainforest in its Glory, acrylic AVR
Courtesy of Pasalubong Center, LGU-SVIS

"Goodbye, dear forest,
 home of my ancestors,
 epitome of Creation;
 we'll meet again, I pray,
 in my new generation." - avr
 
“To see a world in a grain of sand,
     And heaven in a wild flower;
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
     And Eternity in an hour.”
                        - William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

 "The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn," - American poet, Ralph Waldo Emerson. ~

Sunday, March 8, 2026

Planned Obsolescence: Technology's Paradox

Planned Obsolescence: Technology's Paradox
On display at the Living with Nature Center
San Vicente, Ilocos Sur

"Our whole economy is based on planned obsolescence...we make good products, we induce people to buy them, and then the next year we deliberately introduce something that will make these products old-fashioned, out of date, obsolete." - Brooks Stevens, Years, People, Next Year


Dr Abe V Rotor

1. Plumbing Obsolescence

 Unserviceable plumbing items is "big money and waste." 
 
"Waste, waste, waste everywhere!"
  once useful, handy in our home
  likened to "Water, water, everywhere, 
  but not a drop to drink"* syndrome. - avr

*From Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

2. Keys and Locks - security turned oblivion
Closeup of obsolete locks and keys 

   "The stronger your lock, the richer is your hold;
     but Pandora's Box had never one, I'm told;
for evil is open to whoever is folly and bold,
and to all foolish seekers of gold." - avr

3. Aborted Pens and Pencils
Aborted and spent ball pens, marker pens and pencil stubs constitute
major waste in offices, homes and schools. 

" 'The pen is more powerful than the sword,' is fallacy,
  demeaned by our use-and-throwaway society." - avr

4. We are living in a plastic world
   
"Plastic, Plastics - and more, Plastics." 

"What is the analogy of plastic to character today,
     when we are virtually living in a plastic society?" - avr
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* Planned obsolescence is a business strategy where products are intentionally designed with a limited, functional lifespan or rendered unfashionable, forcing consumers to purchase replacements sooner.

Saturday, March 7, 2026

Art Work: Bird's Nest

Art Work 
Bird's Nest
Dr Abe V Rotor

Bird's Nest by AV Rotor (Nest diameter 10")  
On display at the Living with Nature Center.  
San Vicente, Ilocos Sur 2026

"Imagery takes us into the sky
 and rejoice in seeing birds fly.
 Where are the others, and why?
 Lo! their nests are silent and dry."

* Root network of a dead Anahaw (Livistona rotundifolia) ensconced in a clay flower pot, mounted on a circular cake pad, with a pair of empty chicken eggs. Wall mural provides   imaginary background.  Art work may be displayed on a sala table or hanged on a wall. ~

Friday, March 6, 2026

"Ur-urayenka Anakko." (I am waiting for you, my child.) - Based on the Parable of the Prodigal Son

Ur-urayenka Anakko.
(I am waiting for you, my child.)
Based on the  Parable of the Prodigal Son

“This world, which appears to be a great workshop in which knowledge is developed by man – which appears as progress and civilization, as a modern system of communication, as a structure of democratic freedom without any limitations – this world is not capable of making man happy." 
                        -  Pope John Paul II, On the Threshold of Hope

Dr Abe V Rotor
The Return of the Prodigal Son by Rembrandt van Rijk 

am a modern day Prodigal Son. I spent fifty long years searching and searching for a place I may call my own in the whole wide world. Yes, fifty long years of my youth and in old age – twice longer the fiction character Rip van Winkle did sleep – and now I am back to the portals of my hometown, to the waiting arms of my father.

The proverbial Lamp I still hold flickers, but it is but a beacon in embers now, for it had spent its luminance in the darkness of human weakness and failures, it beamed across the ocean of ignorance and lost hope, it trailed the path of many adventures and discoveries, and it kept vigil in the night while I slept.

And what would my father say? He meets me, embraces me, and calls everyone. “Kill the fattest calf! Let us rejoice.”

San Vicente is my home. It is the bastion of my hopes and ideals. At the far end on entering the old church is written on the altar, faded by the elements of time and pleading hands of devotees, Ur-urayenka Anakko – I am waiting for you my child.

When the world is being ripped by conflicts or pampered with material progress, when mankind shudders at the splitting of the atom or the breaking of the code of life, when the future is viewed with high rise edifices or clouded by greenhouse gases – my town becomes more than ever relevant to the cause for which it has stood through the centuries - the sanctuary of idealism in a troubled world, home of hundreds of professionals in many fields of human endeavor.

“Kill the fattest calf,” I hear my father shout with joy. It is celebration. It is a symbol of achievement more than I deserve. But my feelings is that I am standing on behalf of my colleagues for I am but an emissary. Out there in peace and trials, in villages and metropolises, in all endeavors and walks of life, many “Vincentians” made their marks, either recognized on the stage or remembered on stone on which their names are carved. I must say, it is an honor and privilege that I am here in humility to represent them that I may convey their unending faith and trust to our beloved hometown.

The world has changed tremendously, vastly, since I passed under the town arch to meet the world some fifty years ago. I have met wise men who asked the famous question “Quo vadis?” -where are you going? I can only give a glimpse from the eye of a teacher, far for the probing mind of Alvin Toffler in Future Shock, or those of Naisbitt and Aburdane, renowned modern prophets. Teachers as I know, and having been trained as one, see the world as it is lived; they make careful inferences, and take a bird’s eye view cautiously. They are conveyors of knowledge, and even with modern teaching tools and communication technology, cannot even qualify as chroniclers, nay less of forecasters. I have always strived to master the art of foretelling the future, but frankly I can only see it from atop a misty mountain. How I wish too, that I can fully witness the fruits of the seed of knowledge a teacher has sown in the mind of the young.

Limited my experience may be, allow me to speak my mind about progress and developments in the fifty years I was away from home, but on the other side of midnight, so to speak.

1. The monster that Frankenstein made lurks in nuclear stockpiles, chides with scientists tinkering with life, begging to give him a name and a home.

2. Our blue planet has an ugly shade of murk and crimson – fire consuming the forests, erosion eating out the land, polar ice shrinking, rising sea flooding the shorelines, and gas emission boring a hole in its jacket.

3. One race one nation equals globalization. How we have taken over evolution in our hands. We are playing God, is Paradise Lost Part 2 in the offing?

4. The world is wired, it travels fast on two feet – communication and transportation. The world has shrunk into a village. Homogenization is the death sentence amid a bed of roses for mankind.

5. Man-induced phenomena are too difficult to separate from those of nature. We take the latter as an excuse of our follies, a rationalization that runs counter to be rational. Only the human species has both the capability to build or destroy – and yet we love to destroy what we build.

6. The dangerous game of numbers is a favorite game, and our spaceship is getting overloaded. Man’s needs, more so man’s want, become burgeoning load of Mother Earth, now sick and aging. Will Pied Piper ever come back and take our beloved young ones away from us, as it did in Hamlyn many years ago?

7. Conscience, conscience, where is spirituality that nourishes it. Where have all the religious teachings gone? Governance – where is the family, the home? Peace and order – Ukraine, Syria, Taiwan, Iraq, Afghanistan – another Korea, another Vietnam, only in another place, in another time. And now social unrest is sweeping over Asia, Europe, North Africa and the Middle East.

8. Janus is progress, and progress is Janus. It is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. It is The Prince and the Pauper. Capitalism has happy and sad faces – the latter painted in pain and sadness on millions all over the world. It is inequity that makes the world poor; we have more than enough food, clothing, shelter, and energy for everybody. What ideology can save the world other than capitalism?

As I grew older I did not only learn to adjust with the realities of life as I encountered it but to grasp its meaning from the points of view of famous philosophers and writers. I studied it with the famous lines from William Blake’s famous poem, Auguries of InnocenceTo wit.

“To see the world in a grain of sand;
       And a Heaven a wild flower;
  Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
       And eternity in an hour.”
                                 - William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

If ever I have ventured into becoming a redeemer of sort, armed with a pen in hand, I too, have learned from Blake’s verse of the way man should view the world in all its magnanimity yet in simplicity. If ever I have set foot to reach the corners of the Earth, and failed, I am consoled by the humble representation of “a grain of sand” that speaks of universal truth and values.
 - William Blake

And beauty? If I have not found it in a garden of roses, I dare not step on a flowering weed. And posterity and eternity? They are all ensconced in periodicity, a divine accident of existence – to say that each and every one of us is here in this world by chance – an unimaginable chance – at “a certain time and place” which - and I believe - has a purpose in whatever and however one lives his life. But I would say that a lifetime is all it takes “to see the world” and be part of it. It is a lifetime that we realize the true meaning of beauty, experience “infinity and eternity”. Lifetime is a daily calendar of victories and defeats.


While the world goes around and around . . .

The world like in Aristotle’s time continue to struggle with the preservation of values; the species will continue to evolve as postulated by Darwin; culture will express itself more fully since the first painting of early man dwelling in the caves of Lascaux in France.

Trade and commerce will continue to progress, reaches a plateau and declines - a normal curve that goes with the rise and fall of civilizations. Yet leaders do not see it that way. Not even the Utopia of conquerors like Alexander the Great whose global economic vision two thousand five hundred years ago is basically the concept as that of the great powers of today - United States, European Union, ASEAN - envision.

The great religions will continue to bring man to his knees and look into heavens amidst knowledge revolution and growing complexity of living, Man’s infinitesimal mind continues to probe the universe. Never has man been so busy, so bothered, so confused, yet so determined than ever before, trying to fill up God’s Seventh Day.

As I go on reflecting I came across the book of Pope John Paul II, Crossing the Threshold of Hope, 1994. He warns us succinctly.

“This world, which appears to be a great workshop in which knowledge is developed by man – which appears as progress and civilization, as a modern system of communication, as a structure of democratic freedom without any limitations – this world is not capable of making man happy." 
- Pope John Paul II, On the Threshold of Hope

Now I am home, my father, in my hometown. I do not wish for comfort. I just want to thank you for you have taught me and instilled in me the spirit of virtue and fortitude. Thank you for making me a Vincentian.

Let me sleep now in your arms. ~

17th Century San Vicente Ferrer Parish Church
San Vicente, Ilocos Sur