Thought it was time to do a little time-lapse. It wasn’t the most exciting of days weather wise with no interesting clouds scudding across a sky of marbled topaz. Or something. Still, despite that, there is always something fascinating about a time-lapse…The scurrying about, how the wind affects trees – the sheer compressed and surreal passing of time. I wonder if that’s what everyday feels like to a butterfly that has only days to live? Enough cod-philosphising and teenage existentialism! Here we go : Leith in Time-Lapse.