We open a hive together: how bees live, why we pollinate half the planet, and how honey is born. Includes a tasting straight from the comb.
Next dates: 8 Aug 2026, 22 Aug 2026, 5 Sept 2026
Uruguay's first pistachio plantation
Organic pistachios, lavender, calendula and bees: a project for generations in southern Uruguay.
Hi! I'm Meli, a worker bee at Retoños del Edén.
I know every flower on these five hectares. Coming along? Let me show you how an Eden gets planted.
Meli stays by your side for the whole journey.
We test the earth and the news is sweet: pistachios can grow here. The fields are plowed and six hundred holes are drilled, one by one, each waiting for its tree.
At year's end, 600 pistachio trees go into the ground: Uruguay's first commercial plantation. Organic and certified to the European standard from day one: no chemicals, everything by hand. Six hundred is the most this land can care for well, and that's where it stays.
Between the rows, lavender blooms for oils and soaps; calendula gets its own corner for tea. The hives arrive (my family!) and the second clay house rises, soon available to rent. The third one is already a dream with a floor plan.
A pistachio tree takes about five years to bear its first real fruit. Patience is like honey: slow, and worth every drop.
A stubborn, generous tree that is brand new to this country. Everything we learned loving it, right here.
About 20 grams per 100 grams: more than two eggs.
Close to 10 grams per 100. A snack that actually satisfies.
Mostly unsaturated, like the ones in olive oil.
Lutein and zeaxanthin, the antioxidants that care for your eyes, give it its color.
Every season has its job. Pick one and I will tell you.
The tree sleeps and collects cold: it needs hundreds of chilly hours to wake up strong. No good winter, no good harvest.
Males and females bloom separately, with no showy petals: the pollen travels by wind, not by bees. I supervise anyway.
Under strong sun, the green kernel slowly fills its shell. Below, the lavender blooms, shading the soil and keeping my family busy.
The shells split open to say they are ready. Picked by hand, dried in the sun, and the best seeds go back into the ground.
While the pistachios grow, the lavender works: it covers the soil, feeds bees and already yields its first products.
Its roots hold the earth and its shade keeps moisture between the young rows.
Blossoms full of nectar right when the hive is at its busiest.
It gives oil and soaps years before the first pistachio harvest.
Follow the path, step by step.
The spikes are cut by hand early in the morning, when the oil is at its peak.
Steam passes through the blossoms and carries the essential oil away with it.
A few golden drops for every armful of flowers. Pure, intense, concentrated.
The oil is blended with plant oils and rests for six weeks until cured.
We are 60,000 workers per hive and without us there is no farm. Bee tourism starts here, in my neighborhood.
Tap each station of the circle.
Lavender, calendula and native bush take turns blooming almost all year.
Tap the flowers and send me to work.
0/5 flowers pollinated
Five long hectares sloping gently to the east. Tap each stop, or just let me guide you.
Tap the dots to discover every corner
The whole perimeter is hugged by a belt of eucalyptus trees, with beeches along some stretches.
All organic, all from here. The first things arrive with the flowers; the pistachios make us wait a little longer.
Uruguay's first, certified organic to the European standard.
↳ The pistachio, our starDistilled from the rows that bloom between the pistachio trees.
Made by my family from lavender, calendula and native bush. My masterpiece.
Three short questions. Get them all and you earn a place in my hive.
Learn with your hands
Real ecotourism and bee tourism: half a day among hives, lavender, clay and pistachios. Small groups, unhurried pace.
We open a hive together: how bees live, why we pollinate half the planet, and how honey is born. Includes a tasting straight from the comb.
Next dates: 8 Aug 2026, 22 Aug 2026, 5 Sept 2026
We harvest lavender between the pistachio rows, distill essential oil, and everyone takes home their own handmade soap.
Next dates: 15 Aug 2026, 12 Sept 2026, 3 Oct 2026
Plant your own tree in the country's first plantation, name tag and sponsorship included. Come back anytime to see how much it has grown.
Next dates: 29 Aug 2026, 19 Sept 2026, 10 Oct 2026
Living soil, mixed cropping, zero chemicals: the foundations of organic growing certified to the European standard, applied on a real working farm.
Next dates: 26 Sept 2026, 17 Oct 2026, 31 Oct 2026
A full day of natural building: we mix clay from the land, raise a wall at house 3, and you learn why these houses breathe.
Next dates: 6 Sept 2026, 4 Oct 2026, 1 Nov 2026
Demo: bookings are not charged or confirmed for real yet.
The hives live in the northwest corner of the farm, sheltered by the eucalyptus belt and a few steps from the lavender. That is where you put on the suit, we lift out a frame, and you see up close what almost nobody gets to see: the queen, the workers, honey still warm inside the comb. Catalina explains why without these bees there would be no pistachios, no lavender, almost nothing.
We meet at Casa de Barro 1, share a round of mate and go through the three rules for staying calm around a hive.
We follow the circular path to the northwest, between the pistachio rows and the flowering lavender. Ten minutes, shaded almost the whole way.
In full suit and with the smoker we open a working hive. We look for the queen, study the brood and work out who does what in there.
A frame is passed from hand to hand, we smell the warm wax and taste unfiltered honey straight from the comb.
We finish beside the pond talking about calendula, bloom times and why the bees decided to stay on this farm.
US$ 25 per person
The lavender grows between the pistachio rows and it is not decoration: it calls in pollinators and throws pests off the scent. We cut by hand, load the copper still and wait together for the first drops. With that floral water, olive oil and calendula from the farm you make your own bar of soap, wrapped in paper so it can finish curing at home.
We start under the eaves of Casa de Barro 2 with mate and a calm walk through everything we are about to do.
We cut lavender by sickle among the pistachios, at the hour of the day when the oil is at its most concentrated.
We load the still and watch the first drops appear. While it runs, we explain how the lavender looks after all 600 trees.
We blend olive oil, floral water and calendula petals. Everyone shapes their own bar and picks the scent and the mould.
We close with a smelling flight: fresh lavender, dried lavender, pure essential oil and our own honey for comparison.
US$ 45 per person
There are 600 pistachios on the farm today and yours becomes one more, with its tag, its number and its place on the map. Stefan explains why a pistachio takes seven years to give its first harvest, and why it is worth planting anyway. You dig, you plant, you water, and you leave with the row and number written down so you can come back whenever you like.
We follow the circular path and look at the rows: the oldest ones, the trees planted last winter, and the spot where you will plant today.
Ten minutes of theory at the foot of a tree: why pistachios need a partner, and why the eucalyptus belt matters so much here.
We dig, mix the soil with compost from the farm and check together how the drip line reaches your row.
You plant, you water, you hang the tag with your name. We note the row and number on the plantation map.
We finish with homemade lemonade by the tajamar and the obligatory photo hugging a 40 centimetre sapling.
US$ 60 per person
Four hours of real farm, no slide deck. We look at the soil with a spade in hand, count earthworms, work out why calendula belongs between the rows and what we actually do when a pest arrives and nothing synthetic is allowed. Catalina also opens the European certification folder: what gets recorded, what gets audited and how much paperwork it really is.
We start with mate and a round of introductions: what everyone grows, on how much land, and the specific problem they brought.
We dig a pit between two pistachio rows and read the profile: roots, worms, structure, colour and smell.
We walk the rows and see lavender, calendula and green manure at work among the 600 trees.
Real cases from last season: what worked, what did not, what got expensive. We brew a plant tea together.
In the shade by the tajamar we open the actual records, the audit reports and the first year mistakes.
US$ 50 per person
A full day raising a wall at Casa de Barro 3, the one still under construction. We take the earth from the land itself, test it with the jar test, mix it with sand and straw and lift it onto the wall. By the end of the day you will have a wall that did not exist that morning, hands in a hopeless state, and a clear idea of why these houses stay cool in summer and warm in winter.
We start early with coffee and biscuits and walk through the finished house, the lived in one, and the one we continue today.
Jar test, ball test and ribbon test. You learn to read whether a soil is fit to build with or not.
Clay, sand and straw on a big tarp. It is mixed with your feet and it is usually the part everyone enjoys most.
We lift the mix onto the wall of house 3, between the timber posts. We work in pairs and you watch it grow hour by hour.
In the afternoon we try a finish plaster with sieved sand and lime, and talk about how a clay house is maintained over the years.
US$ 80 per person
This is a demo: nothing was sent and nothing was charged. In the final version, an email with all the details would land in your inbox.
The clay houses are built from the earth of the land itself: cool in summer, warm in winter, ecological always. Staying the night is part of the journey.
The very first house of the project, finished and lived in. Living proof that clay is the future.
Under construction near the ring. Made for guests: coming soon to Airbnb.
The next of the clan, on the southern stretch. The clay workshop helps raise it.
The first one of all: the house that proved clay holds up.
Catalina and Stefan raised it with earth dug from the land itself, mixed with straw and water, without buying a single brick. The walls are almost half a metre thick and you feel it the moment you step in: in January it stays cool inside with no air conditioning, and in July it holds the heat of the stove until the next morning.
The thatched roof falls in one long curve over the veranda. That is where the yellow hammock lives, along with two beehives leaning against the railing and a table where breakfast tends to run far longer than planned. From the chair you look straight down the pistachio rows toward the pond.
Around the house there is gravel, agapanthus that flower violet in December, and the steady hum drifting in from the north west, where the big hives stand. The house is lived in, so it opens to guests on selected dates. If it lines up with your trip, it is the best place to understand what all of this is about.
The house we are raising with guests in mind.
The second house is being built for visitors. Sixty square metres across two bedrooms, the same clay from the land and the same curved thatch, but with the veranda turned toward the pond to catch the whole sunset. It sits near the ring path, halfway between the hives and the eucalyptus belt.
A gap the exact size of a bee box was left in the north wall. A real colony will live there, with a pane of glass on the living room side: from the sofa you watch the comb grow, layer over layer, without a single bee loose indoors. The entrance stays outside, facing the lavender rows.
On the other side, among the eucalyptus, sits the wood fired hot tub. At night there is not one artificial light for kilometres: you get the full Milky Way, and from the water you hear the frogs down at the pond.
The build moves forward through the clay workshops. Every wall that goes up carries visitors handprints, so if you come to a workshop you will be able to point at your own stretch once the house is finished.
Still on paper, out on the southern stretch of the ring.
Planned figures
The third house exists for now as a hand drawn plan that lives on the kitchen table, complete with mate stains and pencil corrections. It goes on the southern stretch, a hundred metres from the lookout, facing the side where the land drops away and opens up.
It is the largest of the three: two bedrooms, a loft for kids and an L shaped veranda that follows the sun from breakfast to the last light. The idea is that this becomes the house where the three families of the project gather whenever there is something to celebrate.
It will go up like the others, with clay from that same southern stretch and straw from the farm, over workshop days. If the weather plays along, the first walls rise next spring. The figures below come from the draft design and may still change.
Workshops, stays, pistachios, press, or plain curiosity? We love mail almost as much as nectar.
Southern Uruguay · 34°42′00.4″S 55°03′39.4″W
Catalina Marzorati and Stefan Strauß, plus some 60,000 bees with strong opinions.