Ivy Buddha

Buried almost to the top of it's head is my backyard Buddha. I put it near my hammock and it, she, he has become my measure for how much my backyard is getting over run by ivy. When I originally sat him there you could see most of his body. This small space seems idyllic to me. I just napped near by him the other day. Why don't we all sleep in hammocks like Gilligan and the Skipper? I can crash out in seconds swaying back and forth between the trees.