Thanks!
I started it for a few reasons. Partly because you think you remember things from one year to the next, but it just ain't so.
Besides that, though, when I start a new undertaking, I always find that it opens up the world to me a bit more. That is, it isn't just honey bees. It's learning that my great aunt Cordelia kept honey bees in gums in the Appalachian mountains, and that my grandfather loved tulip poplar honey. Note, please, that Cordelia was keeping bees--a woman!--around the turn of the 20th century. While the learned books of the time were talking about how a woman might keep bees, if a man would do the "hard" work for her, my great aunt was just doing it, hard work and all. But then, Appalachian life doesn't lend itself to the vapors.
Or how my own perspective has changed on the plants growing on my land. I never noticed all that cat nip before, except to grab a handful for my own kitties from time to time. Now I see my bees working it, along with fat bumble bees, and I realize that those flowers support a whole lot of life I never noticed before.
Did I ever before care about the prevailing winds in my valley?
Did I even know or care that maple trees bud and produce pollen?
I had no idea those little yellow flowers are called birdsfoot trefoil.
And so on, and so on. While not all of this will end up in the blog, it can give me a chance to reflect on these revelations while they are fresh and wonderful, before they become just another fact.