“What shall I do for my next trick?” Hermes mused on a warm fall day. He had already run the gauntlet on his brothers and sisters at Olympus. They we expecting his next round.
“I know, I’ll have some fun with the Hersperides’ garden. The nymphs won’t mind a little fun.” the trickster god plotted. Late that night he snuck into the nymph’s garden near Atlas’s mountains to re-trim the hedges. He made them all round, lauging all the way back to his cave.
The nymphs enjoyed the design so much they erected a garden statue in the god’s honor.