I keep hoping Joe Offer or a tech expert will figure out a way to stop those intrusions as above (10:14).

Here in southern New England where the frost pushes a new crop of rocks to the surface every season, when we go out to garden or plant, we refer to it as 'digging potatoes' as we fetch out many fist-sized chunks of granite and gneiss, often rounded by water, with each spade full.

Besides 'white' and 'flat land' the word ban [bhan, bawn, all its myriad spellings] has a general meaning along the lines of 'blank' hence without color (white as a color, or blonde or fair (pale) about a person), or without feature (land or paper), or without covering.
One of the things I love about Irish, like English, is the variety of ways a word can have one general idea and then be applied in such varied ways it seems to acquire multiple unrelated meanings, which are actually related in a larger sense.