January has turned colder after a mild December. We can light the wood burner without overheating.
We have stacked coppiced hazel trunks to season for next year, but in the meantime have hauled home other wood that is sufficiently dry.
Our friend Victor logged up the old beech branch that had been down at least two years.
Also ash felled in the autumn burns nicely despite only being stacked for three months.
As the saying goes, “Ash in the green, fit for a queen” or if you want a longer version, Anon can supply…
Beechwood fires are bright and clear
If the logs are kept a year;
Chestnut’s only good, they say,
If for long ’tis laid away;
Make a fire of elder tree,
Death within your house shall be;
But ash new or ash old
Is fit for Queen with crown of gold.
Birch and fir logs burn too fast,
Blaze up bright and do not last;
It is by the Irish said
Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread;
Elmwood burns like churchyard mould
E’en the very flames are cold;
But ash green or ash brown
Is fit for Queen with golden crown.
Poplar gives a bitter smoke
Fills your eyes and makes you choke;
Apple wood will scent your room
With an incense like perfume;
Oaken logs, if dry and old
Keep away the winter’s cold;
But ash wet or ash dry
A King shall warm his slippers by.