The Ground We've Grown.

Four dry-stone terraces stepping a steep site down to a still black-water runnel, planted in olive, lavender and clipped box.

A travertine court around a mirror-still pool that doubles the olive canopy and the evening sky back up at the house.

A cool, green room between stone walls — ferns, a single fig, and a bronze water bowl that keeps the whole space breathing.

Fynbos meeting Mediterranean — restios and grasses giving way to a sheltered stone terrace and fire bowl above the valley.

Wind-hardy grasses and a lit fire table on an exposed roof, holding a garden together against the sea and the whole city below.

A long flagstone walk through grasses and terracotta, tuned so the last hour of light does most of the work.