A year of Oregon weather took a heavy toll on Vineman. He shrunk 3' in height and was rapidly becoming one with the perennial flower bed. Only his hat, wired to the top of his rebar "spine" and to his head was keeping vineoporsis from shrinking him further.
Down to the grape plants, whose vines have become one with the blackberries, weeds, morning glory vines, fence and Icemageddon downed oak branches.
Base ball complete.
Work supervisors. The balls did actually take a few trips down the hill when nudged by curious Chinooks.
Base and middle balls.
The top of Vineman's rebar "spine" is 5'5" - which used to go to the top of his head. Some modifications will be needed before I can permanently affix his head and hat.
Just in time for Haloween, 6'5" Vineman is resurrected...
with a ghostly presence.
Booooooooooo