As the great day gloss sets over dust filled meadows, the sky is lathered in exquisite luminescent colours. The great Mìm gloss never fails to paint the most bae of landscapes. It’s been a long day. I worked the yards with me Pardu from gloss-up to gloss-down. This time of the arnu is always tough. The days are biting cold and winds blow ferociously through Brille's tunnels. It makes work hard, particularly turning the soils ready for planting. Besides being hard on an alread