Growing up in S. IL, "Hedge" as we called it was plentiful. Fresh cut, it's gorgeous but that color is fleeting. In HS ('59) I turned a lamp base out of it. Finished it with an oil of some sort (can't remember) under shellac. Mom gave it a place of pride, on the piano. It got sun for part of the day. Within six months, or so, that pretty orange turned deep brown.