Which I never paid a great deal of attention to at the time, as I went out the door with my flight bag in hand and the flight across the Nullarbor track in my mind,
Now I'm in West Australia 3000 miles away from my lady, and it's about 3:00 am in the morning, I'm looking out across a field of wheat about 3000 acres, the plan is to spray it tomorrow, starting around 04:15 am, It's going to be a long day, I can hear and feel the wind, a warm gentle breeze moving it's way through the wheat.
My mind wondered back to my leaving and to how I was going to fix this balls up I had made?
Most of what Josephine said was true, she has always been my brick, so I must fix this ,
Just in that moment the wind dropped off and it became quite and calm, I half expected the wind to go round to the south west, but no, it remand calm, I turned to return to my caravan.
When from out of the darkness:
"I thought I heard you call my name" ?
I should have begged you to stay.
But now I have this strong feeling your going away, to stay away from me?
You are an important part of me.
I will miss you more than I can say.
But when I fly low and under the cables and round the tree's.
I can't allow your memory to follow and take from me all you have so far given me, my life.