The following is a poem I found on the internet about the selection of wood for burning (sacrilegious) but I find it interesting:
Logs to burn!
Logs to burn, logs to burn, Logs to save the coal a turn.
Here’s a word to make you wise, when you hear the wood-man’s cries.
Never heed his usual tale, that he has good logs for sale.
But read these lines and really learn the proper kind of logs to burn.
Ash –wood wet and Ash-wood dry, a king may warm his slippers by.
Beech-wood fires burn bright and clear, if the logs are kept a year.
Store your Beech for Christmas tide, with new cut Holly laid beside.
Chestnut’s only good they say, if for years it’s stored away.
Birch and Fir-wood burn too fast, Blaze too bright and do not last.
Flames from Larch will shoot up high, dangerously the sparks will fly.
But Ash-wood green and Ash-wood brown are fit for a queen with a golden crown.
Oaken logs, if dry and old, Will keep away the winters cold.
Poplar gives a bitter smoke, Fills your eyes and makes you choke.
Elm-wood burns like churchyard mould, even the very flames are cold.
Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread, so it is from Ireland said.
Apple-wood will scent the room, Pear-wood smells like flowers in bloom.
But Ash-wood logs all smooth and grey, Buy them all that come your way.
Burn them green or burn them old, they’re worth their weight in gold.
-- Bill, Nottingham. Remember its not waiting for the storm to end, but learning to dance in the rain that counts. If you dont make mistakes, you make nothing at all.