I went on a "photography walk" with Josh Lamkin and we wondered into a Decatur graveyard. I saw this wall and it immediately caught my fancy. For some reason it reminded me of the O. Henry story, The Last Leaf. It is a beautiful story about a sick young woman who is convinced she will die when the last leaf falls from the vine on the wall outside her window. The last leaf doesn't fall for days in spite of the wind and rain. The young woman feels that it is a sign to get better and that she isn't meant to die. Of course in typical O.Henry fashion there is a twist at the end but I don't want to ruin the story. You can read it here. This stone wall reminded me of that story with the bit of moss still clinging to the wall.
