Grown slow, sold close to home.

The backbone of the Santa Ynez hills. Slow, evergreen, and shelter for everything that flies. Plant it once and it outlives you.

Soft grey foliage that smells like the trail after rain. Thrives on neglect in dry ground.

Fried-egg flowers the size of your hand on a plant that wants to take over the yard. Give it room.

California lilac. Cobalt-blue flowers in March that the bees find before you do.

A powder-blue groundcover that reads as water from across the garden. Rooted cuttings from our own beds.

Near-black rosettes on grey stems. Deepens in color with more sun.

Three rosettes, our pick of what looks best this week. Good in a shallow bowl.

A tidy, glowing-edged agave that stays under two feet. No pups, no mess.

Big, split leaves and an easy temper. Our stock is grown under shade cloth so it moves indoors without sulking.

The plant to start with. Tolerates low light and forgetting. Trails to six feet in a year.

Upright, architectural, and nearly impossible to overwater if you try to forget it.

The statement plant. Wants a bright corner and to be left in it.

Semi-dwarf and bearing. Thin-skinned, sweet lemons from year two. Happy in a half barrel on a patio.

Crisp, non-astringent fruit in November and the best fall color of any tree we sell.

Seedless, juicy, and productive most of the year with frost cover.

The old reliable. Self-fruitful, early, and the plum people remember from a grandparent's yard.