I'm Your Man . . . Leonard Cohen

Here is the forester prunning the grape vines that scramble across the gazebo.  I was safety officer in case he fell off the ladder.  
I like the perspective that it looks like he is a giant reaching up from the street below. 
P.S I have added an extra of Native Clematis.  When he came inside he brought it to me.  I had planted it but thought it had died.  No, it's flowering in the jungle. Many, many years ago in spring he would bring me home sprigs of clematis from the forest.  I just love it so he is certainly my man.