- Jul 6, 2013
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This is perhaps the most captivating footage that I have ever caught on camera. It was of a leaf suspended by a single strand of a spiders web, and it danced in the breeze unable to break free. Life is like that sometimes... hanging on by a thread.
Remember the plastic bag scene from American Beauty?
There is a wonderful short story by O.Henry. called The Last Leaf. Set in an apartment building in New York in the early 1900's during a very severe winter. The building is peopled by Bohemian types..artists ect. One of occupants a youngish women artist catches severe pneumonia..consumption as it was known. From her bed she can see a large tree that is gradually losing it's leaves. She confides in her friend that she has no doubt she will die when the last leaf falls. The leaves continue falling and falling...but for some reason the last leaf never falls..for days in the wildest of storms. Eventually her fever breaks and she recovers.
It turns out that an old artist in the apartment below her had learnt of her fear of dying when the last leaf fell. So he snuck out at night in the storm and painted a leaf on the wall adjacent the tree - to give the illusion of the never falling leaf. Days later he was found in the courtyard dead with the paintbrush in his hand having succumbed to the elements...but not before painting the leaf. Years since I read it...so paraphrasing.