"There is nothing wrong with getting lost in your gardening," Hera murmured as she entered. Though she didn't prefer to stick her fingers in the dirt herself, she quite enjoyed the results of those that did. There was something serene and settling about being in a garden. And having seen those with green thumbs at work, and the expressions they wore, she assumed it was even more satisfying for them.
It was not a grand garden, she noted, but then Harmonia had not claimed a large plot of land for herself. Hera would have given her more, but her granddaughter knew what she needed for herself, so she'd acceded to Harmonia's request. Should there come a time in the future when that changed, she'd be granted more. Hera had already planned for it.
What she had not anticipated, however, was the animal that was currently living with her granddaughter. It was a pig. A tiny one, but a pig. Was she starting a farm?
Giving the creature a glance, Hera commented, "It's quite small, isn't it? Is it still very young?"