I’m no student of botany, nor taxonomy, but I had to look into this sweet birch, especially since I know a person named Betul. It seems so twisted! From what I peeked: Linnaeus named the birch after Pliny who called the river, or black birch, Betula because it was the color as bitumen — or maybe it was the flammability of the pitch in the bark that got his attention? Frost analyzed; Hebrew baby names; German; the epochs of coal: if the history of the websites I have visited this morning were a stacked paper I would throw it into the air.

I love lithotrophes, by the way, the whole idea of stone-eating fungi busy making from stone, everything. In the wilderness, the bread baked from lichen is nearly done.