A hidden corner in Puntalés Bajo.
There are places that are not counted, they are lived. This is Camely, a farm located in the community of Puntalés Bajo, in the parish of Los Andes, Bolivar canton. From the moment you arrive, you can feel something very special in the air. It can be the aroma of ripe peaches, the murmur of the wind among the fruit trees or the sincere smile of those who receive you. Camely is not just any farm: it’s a home made of earth.
And that home has a name and a face: Mary Herrera, the hostess who with warmth and wisdom opens the doors of this little paradise.
A climate that caresses the soul
The climate in this area is mild, perfect. Neither cold that forces you to hide your hands in your pockets, nor heat that weighs on your back. It’s the kind of weather that invites you to stay, to walk slowly, to look at the sky without haste. Breathing here is different: the air is clean, perfumed by nature, by the life that sprouts in every corner.
Fruits, vegetables and something else
In Camely, crops grow as dreams grow: with care, patience and a lot of love. Peaches hang from their branches like little suns. Red apples, perfect and juicy, invite you to try them directly from the tree. And walking a little, there is also room for the essentials: onion, pea, bean, lemon, tangerine, avocado…
Each crop has its own space, its own rhythm. And seeing how everything coexists in harmony is a silent lesson in respect for the earth. There’s no rush here. Only seasons that set the rhythm of life.
Rabbits and guinea pigs: the other protagonists
But life in Camely doesn’t just spring from the ground. He also jumps, runs and shyly peeks out from small corners: rabbits and guinea pigs, well cared for, well fed. They are part of the family, not just the farm. Observing them, one understands that this place is not governed by productivity, but by balance. And in that balance there is also room for tenderness, patience and responsibility.
Landscapes that look like painted
Just look up for the eyes to get lost in the beauty of the landscape. Soft mountains, intense greens, dirt roads that wind between crops. And beyond, the sky: immense, clean, with clouds that seem to be made of cotton. It’s easy to stay silent, just watching. Those landscapes don’t need filters. Just pay attention.
Walking through Camely is like entering a painting that changes with light. In the morning, the colors are soft; at sunset, everything is bathed in gold. And there is always something that surprises you: a wild flower, a singing bird, a ripe fruit.
A farm with a heart
The most beautiful thing about this place is not what it produces, but how it does it. Watching women smiling, transmitting energy of love, sweetness and patience, while they put the peaches in drawers, makes me think that here everything has an intention. Everything is done with your hands, with the time that things deserve. Nothing is out of obligation: it is out of love for the earth, for the family, for simple but authentic life.
During the visit, one feels that he not only observes, but that he is part of something. A chat with Mary, a freshly cut fruit, a walk among rows of trees… everything becomes an experience. A way to reconnect with the essentials.
A night under the stars
What if you wanted to stay a little longer? In Camely you can also camp. The idea of setting up a tent among fruit trees, listening to the crickets singing and waking up with the first rays of the sun, is as magical as it sounds. Mary makes it possible, providing a safe and cozy space for those who want to extend their connection with this place.
Sleeping under the starry sky, in the warmth of a campfire, surrounded by living nature… is an experience that is not forgotten.
An invitation to come back
When it was time to leave, we didn’t leave the same as we arrived. The hands were full of tangerines, apples, fresh peaches. But the heart… that one was even fuller. Full of gratitude, of calm, of that feeling difficult to explain that is only felt when everything makes sense.
Camely is not just a farm: it is a refuge. A place that reminds you that the earth gives, but also teaches. That life can be simple and abundant at the same time. That there are still spaces where the connection with nature is not a luxury, but a way of living.
And that’s why, one doesn’t say “goodbye” when leaving Camely. He just says: “see you soon.”
Article written by Lia | Instagram: @lia_hec | WhatsApp: +593 979881234 | Photos: personal file.
