That is actually the title of a book, published in the ’50’s, written by Lorna Hill. My mother passed it on to me when I was a young girl… a beautiful book I recall it to be… old, and interesting looking, and well, I never read it. And in my growing wisdom and hindsight I know why – this would be a girl I could never relate to.

So patience is not one of my virtues. But I am hoping it is one of yours…My Heart Wanders feels like it has been and gone right? Wrong. It is still in it’s baby phase. My dear, patient readers, I’m here to confess that my workload, and all those little unexpected life changing scenarios that have occurred over past months took precedent over my gathering of all your beautiful images. And, well, another bit of wisdom I found is that I can’t write two books at once. Who knew. So, while my other yet-to-be-revealed book is now in the hands of my publisher, and my life seems to have calmed for the moment, I am going to pick up where I left off and gather the images together for the My Heart Wanders judges. I want this book to be fabulous, just in case you didn’t already know that. And fabulous things take a while to create, even though I want everything done yesterday. And as you will see from the above picture, this project has been in the works for quite some time! I did this drawing over a year ago, well before I even knew I would have my very own blog, or before I knew that each of you would be such an integral part of my wandering heart journey. This piece is sitting near the piano at my parent’s place, and when I was there I walked past it a number of times each day – a nice reminder of our journey together.

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Some My Heart Wanders news to tell you: As from my time back in Sydney, I made a little decision: to bring on board a special guest as one of the judges. With the other judges all in accord, without further delay I would like to announce that the new guest judge is… my Mum! So, welcome aboard Mum, thanks for accepting the invitation, and I do hope you will enjoy the journey with us.

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So, this weekend, it’s either dedicating my time to catching up on my accounting or My Heart Wanders – hmm, which should I choose?

xx

PS yes there is a heart in that rambling tree, it might take you all weekend to find it though, perhaps if you fuzz your eyes it will stand out more – let me know if you find it!

PPS how about a song to launch us into the weekend? I pick this one, from one of my all-time favourite female singer/songwriters/poets. Enjoy.

There are still so many submissions I have not yet viewed. Thank you all for your incredible patience. This morning I had a quick peek and found this one amongst all the amazing entries. It is another beauty from Maggie of 22 butterfly.

Lost for words. This morning I woke up to a rocket-load of incredible submissions, many of which I have not yet had the chance to view. But WOW! The boat is almost flooded with tears. This is so wonderful. I cannot wait to have a look at all the submissions and get them organised for the judges. It will take a little time, and I will reply to each of you as soon as I view your images. But please accept this message for the moment, written to you by my own wandering heart…

This has been so much fun. I’m thinking we might just have to do it again sometime.

read about it here. see inspiration here. send your submission here.

view some of the latest submissions here, here, here, and here. and here!

This is it everyone. This is it!!!! xxx

read about it here. see inspiration here. send your submission here.

view some of the latest submissions here, here, here, and here.

read about it here. see inspiration here. send your submission here.

submission from jeska. who commented on my blog this morning, which directed me to her blog, which lead me to this lovely image. thank you.

there are so many wonderful submissions flowing steadily in, my desktop is a mess. but oh how i am looking forward to sorting and organising it all!!

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and I just had to include this handwritten letter that Anne-Maree’s 10 year old son composed yesterday. He left it on her pillow so that she would read it before she went to bed…

you will have to go over to her house to enlarge, it’s a beautifully written piece that deserves a huge amount of attention. Now I tell you, what is it with the influx of wonderful men coming into our blogging worlds? From my one male reader writing emails about the subtleties and wonders of women, to Joanna’s post about this guy, and now A-M’s son… I tell you boys, we are all swoooooooning. May this kind of behaviour spread across the globe like wild fire.