It’s a delusional bush.
With very few virtues as firewood, except that it lives for centuries by dying in sections, so that it isn’t necessary to cut and stack green wood for seasoning, and it’s free. But getting relatively straight and girthy wood is a matter of hunting for it and slashing away a lot of twigs and wood too twisted to split. Kindling is easy; firewood is hard.
So Tobie and I have scouted our little corner of the Gulch and found five or six sites that will score wood worth cutting and dragging home to be chopped into stove lengths. And in the next several days we’ll work on developing a pile of it in the yard.
An electric chainsaw works SO much better for this than a gas saw. It’s lighter, and it only runs when you press the switch so you don’t spend half your time starting and stopping the engine. Wish I’d had one of these a decade ago.
I’m glad the chainsaw is working out well for you. That whole “mixing oil/gas and fighting to start a chainsaw” closes out of town.