Jason
*Mahlios was tending to the gardens, he knew they probably didn't need it but he wanted the gardens to know they're being cared for. He had makeshift bucket made from leaves as he didn't know if wooden or clay buckets were invented yet.*

*He hummed a tune as he enjoyed the peaceful ambience, the gentle breeze moving the nature around him. Mahlios was in his human form, wanting to experience the garden from a different perspective*
Tammy
The Gardens of Gaia were a wonder, as far as Triticea was concerned, the proof of their slumbering creator's power. As the goddess of the harvest as well as the lady of satiety, she held a place of domesticated flora like this in high regard. It was the only place in all of the World Tree that could grow produce that might match what she had in her own Valley of Abundance. While she couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at that, that envy was drowned out by her admiration for the beauty of the place. It was a perfect painting of her dreams, as if her desires had been coaxed out from her and splashed into reality with the kind of fine brush that only the creator goddess could possibly wield. With how much she loved the garden and what it represented, then, it came as little surprise that it was a place that she tended to enjoy visiting.

Though it was less comfortable than her other bodies, she strolled through the garden in her humanoid form. The place had clearly been sculpted with that kind of build in mind, and so she figured she might as well respect the place's creator's wishes and take an appropriate shape. Might as well take some notes to grow the variety of crops in her Valley, if there even were any that existed yet that she didn't have. She took a seat on one of the little raised platforms where individual plants were grown, considering a strawberry that she'd plucked. She turned it over, considering all angles of the fruit as she considered if she could use these to further improve on the already superb quality of her own crops.

The strawberry reminded her of the one she had used to craft her Valley's guardian, if she was being honest. It had the same shape and colour gradient as the one that she had used to shape Fragarie, and when she squeezed it she could feel the juice inside almost trying to burst out. Hm... Maybe she could try and make her own strawberries juicier? Then again, she didn't want to go too far in one direction... Hmph.
Robert
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Here begins the great Season Ritual.

Anyone is welcome to join! Simply hop to one of the small garden sections and start shaping it (by hand, by "Magic", by god powers) into what you'd expect from one of the seasons. 
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Silly gripped Vivienne's hand, and started walking faster. Very fast. Fast enough for it to be a run, but any observer's standpoint. She pulled the dream goddess along with her, and simply walked vertically up the tree. "Well-well, it's quite simple! We just need to get a bunch of other gods to join, but that's easy because it's kind of like a party and they all like parties. Even Wyrd wouldn't say no. So, anyway, we're going to Gaia's Gardens and- here's the really good part- we're going to make our own seasons there!"

Still zooming up the tree as she spoke, Silly added a bit more. It was like she actually put *Thought* Into this plan. "Not everyone likes lots of surprises, so we can all experiment in the garden and design the seasons there. SO! That way everyone can add bits and we can all work together and see what it'll look like before we blow it up about all of the realms!"

Finally, she led Vivienne to a portion of the gardens that sat closer to the main halls. This garden section was larger than most of the others, containing several small garden areas. Perfect for their experimentation. Waving at the others there, and gesturing for them to join, Silly decided to start with one of the most fun seasons. Well... She wasn't sure what that season would be called. But, it had to be fun and bouncy. In a figurative sense. The season after Ica's domain. The season after the cold one where everyone would go to sleep.

She knew no one would let her call it the 'Silly' season... Or 'Fun'. Or 'Wake-Up-Time'. But... For it to be fun and bouncy, she could name it after a bouncy thing. Like... Springs! Spring. With a wave of her hand, she made a little raincloud, and budding flowers. And muddy puddles! Perfect for jumping in. Her shoes switched out for bright pink Wellies, but still squeaked as she stepped about.

"This is Spring! You try, Vivi! You make a season! Then we can all make lots of seasons together with everyone and mix up all the best bits and change the world!"