Today I woke up, turned my computer on, went to the bathroom, sat at my desk. As I read the news, both journalistic and social, my mind can’t help but wander back to my trip to Batad. I ask myself when I will be going back. Maybe in October-November. Rainy season should be upon us soon, it’s best to go afterwards. In the meantime I need to go somewhere else. Explore more of the country I was born in. Me and my camera. With a camera hanging around my neck I tend to notice more. Really see my surroundings. Capture that moment when beauty is glimpsed or emotion evoked.
I have a date to go back and explore the remaining jungles of Ifugao. I wonder what’s left, what kind of wildlife, flora and fauna, would survive 2,000 years of slash and burn agriculture. The rice terraces have an estimated age of 2,000 years in the Ifugao province. The Ifugao culture has maintained the health of the natural environment and has sustained it through 2 millenia. Now, Batad, a municipality of Banaue, Ifugao, is in danger from Climate Change and young Igorots who do not follow ancient rules that apply to slash and burn agriculture. Aside from that there are invasive species, particularly the African earthworm that is so large it is loosening the compact terraces causing it to deteriorate and eventually collapse.
The sun is coming up. It would be nice to be someplace where I have a clear view of sunrise and sunset.
Ifugao traditional costumes