Two dog walkers making their way along the embankment above the Middle Level drain which is bathed in a strange golden light. There wasn't a breath of wind and the main drain was a totally ripple free zone. A sign of a hard frost to come in all probability.
The emptiness of the landscape, the big sky and the pylons make them look a little like ants as they walk back to their car.
Watching all that exercise makes me feel like a beer.