Is it just my wishful thinking?
Or is there more than a hint of family resemblance between St Francis of Assisi and the Lord God of the first few chapters of Genesis? Walk closely through Genesis 2: 8-15. Here we are, amidst all the surely violent terrors and horrors of that very first wilderness of Creation - Tennyson's famous "Nature red in tooth and claw" (or so we've since learned in our evolutionary wisdom; no doubt the ancient Hebrews were faith-blinded to the nastier side of Mother Nature). And, imagine! - not yet a working human soul to add Locke's productive labor and value to the otherwise profitless scene.
So what does God do? He goes and plants a garden.