Bunya Grove - Gather Learn Feast

17/08/2026

Well… this feels rather special.

When Mick and I took our bold leap into agriculture, we certainly never imagined that one day our story would lead from our farm at Amamoor all the way to Italy.

Thank you to Erle Levey and Gympie Today for taking the time to tell the story of Bunya Grove and our commitment to caring for the land that sustains us.

The article looks at how Bunya Grove has grown into a diverse regenerative farm producing persimmons, eggs, pork, beef, goats and seasonal produce, while also creating opportunities for people to gather, learn and reconnect with where their food comes from.

It also shares the story of my selection as a Slow Food Noosa delegate to Terra Madre Salone del Gusto in Turin.

For me, this opportunity is not simply about travelling to Italy. It is about listening, learning and bringing new knowledge home—knowledge that may help strengthen our farm, our regional food community and the relationships between farmers and the people they feed.

Food is never just food. It carries the story of the soil, the farmer, the animals, the seasons and the community around it.

We are incredibly proud to represent Bunya Grove, the Mary Valley and our local producers on the international stage.

Thank you to Slow Food - Noosa, every customer, staff member, producer, friend and family member who has been part of our journey.

Gather. Learn. Feast.

Read the full Gympie Today story here:
https://gympietoday.com.au/news/2026/08/11/green-hopes-italian-slopes/

The opportunity to attend an International Festival of Food in Italy was not something Amamoor’s Kylie and Mick Carr envisaged when they went into agriculture.

Read Erle Levy's story in the comments below: 👇👇👇

26/07/2026

A Letter from the Farm

Yesterday I spent the afternoon with a group of remarkable human beings.

We talked about relationships.

Not just with our partners — with ourselves, our families, our friends, the people who come into our lives for a season.

Relationships have always fascinated me. Some seem effortless. Others leave us wondering what went wrong. I've spent years doing my best to understand them, and honestly — I don't think I'll ever stop learning.

Driving home, my mind was still wandering over the conversations we'd shared.

Then I reached this sign.

For years, whenever I saw it, my body would relax and let out a deep breath and I'd think:

I'm nearly home.

But yesterday, something shifted.

I realised I wasn't excited because I was nearly back in the Mary Valley.

I was excited because I was ten kilometres from Mick.

North, south, east, west — it wouldn't matter.

Tucked away in the Mary Valley, or the middle of nowhere.

Wherever Mick is, that's home.

It took me a long time to work out that home isn't measured in kilometres. Or a postcode. Or a house.

Sometimes life teaches you its biggest lessons in the quietest moments.

Yesterday, driving past a sign I've passed a thousand times, it taught me one more.

What does "home" mean to you?

Gather. Learn. Feast.

25/07/2026

Have you ever just stopped long enough to sit and ponder?

One of my favourite things about our camping areas at Bunya Grove is that they seem to slow people down. The minute you put the kettle on and pull up a camp chair, life somehow feels a little less urgent.

Now, here's a confession…

I'm actually quite new to camping.

Last year Mick bought me a camper trailer. We've been away exactly… once.

And before anyone starts laughing, our big camping adventure was… on our own farm.

In our defence, when you already live somewhere pretty special, it's hard to convince yourself to leave.

It worked out perfectly though.

The dogs came.

Mick still managed to "just quickly check the cows"… three or four times.

I wandered the creek, listened to the birds, watched the afternoon light change through the trees and realised something.

You don't always need to travel hundreds of kilometres to feel like you've escaped.

Sometimes all you need is permission to slow down. To stop rushing. To notice the birdsong. To feel the breeze through the bunya trees. To listen to the land — and perhaps, to listen to yourself.

Maybe that's what camping is really about.

Have you ever camped in your own backyard—or are we the only crazy ones?

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That's the feeling we hope every guest walks away with.

Maybe what you're searching for isn't another destination. Maybe it's a place to slow down.

If that sounds like something your soul has been craving, we'd love to welcome you to Bunya Grove.

Book your stay: https://www.hipcamp.com/en-AU/land/queensland-bunya-grove-nelhlqvd?searchSource=homepage-autocomplete&adults=1&children=0

Gather. Learn. Feast.

24/07/2026

Meet Lulu.

Lulu is my horse. I've owned her for so many years now that I've honestly lost count.

It's also been many years since I last rode her.

It's been a while…

For both of us.

Lately, I've had the feeling she's been quietly calling me back.

If you've ever ridden a horse, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. Riding isn't just about getting from one place to another. It's freedom. It's therapy. It's meditation in motion.

When you're on a horse, the rest of the world disappears. The shopping lists, the emails, the worries, the plans for tomorrow—they all fade away.

Because horses don't live in yesterday or tomorrow.

They live in this moment.

There's an old saying that every horse person knows…

"If your head is somewhere else, so is your horse."

A horse feels everything you feel. They sense your tension, your confidence, your fear and your calm. They don't judge it—they simply respond.

Living on a farm has taught me the same thing.

The land has a language.

The animals have a language.

The seasons have a language.

The question is… are we taking the time to learn it?

When we're rushing from one job to the next, we stop noticing.

We miss the birds returning after the rain.

We miss the calf finding its feet for the first time.

We miss the changing light across the paddocks.

We miss the quiet nudge from a horse asking us to slow down.

And sometimes…

We even miss ourselves.

Recently, while the vet was on the farm, I asked them to scan Lulu's microchip.

For the first time, I discovered her official birthday.

17 October 2006.

This year, my beautiful girl turns 20.

It seems 2026 is a year of milestones.

Mick and I celebrate 30 years of marriage.

Bunya Grove steps into its next chapter.

And for twenty years, Lulu has been patiently teaching me lessons I wasn't ready to learn.

As I begin this next chapter of my own life, I realise I'm not the same person I was.

After surgery.

After slowing down.

After questioning who I was becoming.

Lulu may be one of the greatest teachers I've ever had.

She doesn't care about my to-do list.

She simply asks me to be here.

One breath.

One moment.

One ride at a time.

Because the things that matter most are rarely the loudest.

They're the magpie waiting on the fence post.

The calf finding its feet.

The first Bunya cone of the season.

The gentle nudge of a horse asking you to slow down.

They've been there all along.

We just have to notice.

Maybe some journeys don't begin with taking the first step.

Maybe they begin by climbing back into the saddle.

Gather. Learn. Feast.

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23/07/2026

🌿 BUNYA GROVE - Join The Gathering

Every season brings something worth gathering for.

For thousands of years, people gathered beneath the bunya tree to share food, stories and knowledge.

Today, that tradition continues at Bunya Grove.
Become part of our community and be the first to hear about:
🌱 Seasonal farm produce
🍽 Long lunches & dining experiences
👨‍🍳 Cooking classes & workshops
🚜 Farm tours & learning opportunities
🏕 Camping & farm stays
🌿 Behind-the-scenes stories from life on the farm
🎉 Special events & exclusive invitations

Whether it's a harvest, a shared meal, learning something new or simply spending time on the farm, there's always something worth gathering for.

🌿 Join The Gathering today and never miss a season at Bunya Grove.

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22/07/2026

Yesterday is behind us. Today is a new day.

Life on a farm is a constant reminder that joy and heartbreak often walk hand in hand. One day you're saying goodbye, and the next you're welcoming new life into the world.

Today, a beautiful little calf was born.

Not long after the birth, her mum suffered a severe prolapse. It's one of those moments where your heart sits in your throat as you wonder how the story will end. We quietly got them into the yards, called the vet, and thanks to some incredible care, Mum was treated, stitched up, and is now standing peacefully, feeding her new baby.

Seeing this beautiful mum standing there, feeding her calf after everything she'd been through, touched something deep within me.

It reminded me of my own hysterectomy earlier this year and the questions I quietly carried afterwards. I wondered whether losing my uterus might somehow change the connection I felt to being a woman—to creating life, to the earth, to nature itself.

But standing in the paddock today, I realised something.

Our connection isn't held in one part of our body.

It's held in how we nurture.
How we care.
How we love.
How we protect.
How we witness both beginnings and endings with open hearts.

The farm teaches these lessons every day.

Yesterday we grieved.
Today we celebrated.
Tomorrow will bring something entirely different.

And that's life.

One life ends.
Another begins.

The seasons keep turning, and so do we. 🌿









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21/07/2026

Some days on the farm are hard.

And then there are days like today.

The sky was heavy with low cloud, the kind of overcast day where everything feels a little quieter. The air carried a weight you couldn't lift, and even the simplest jobs seemed to move more slowly, as though the farm itself knew something was about to change.

No amount of preparation can ever prepare you for one of these days.

Today we said goodbye to Ruby, after fifteen years of walking beside us.

**Our hearts are heavy. Our souls are full.**

Ruby came into our lives in the most *Kylie* way possible. A trip to the markets, two young boys begging for a puppy, one phone call to Mick and a very definite "No"...
..followed, of course, by the **Kylie Rule**.

For the next fifteen years Ruby became so much more than a dog.

She was Mick's cattle dog.

The boss of every other dog on the farm.

The queen of the lunchroom.

The official persimmon taste tester.

The world's most determined leg licker.

And without question, the most dedicated clean-up crew Bunya Grove has ever had.

Today we laid her to rest beneath one of our old Bunya trees on top of the hill, overlooking the paddocks she had run, the cattle she had worked and the family she had loved.

As we stood there, the clouds quietly parted and the sun broke through, warming the hillside.

It felt as though the farm itself was saying goodbye.

We knew, in our hearts, she had found her place.

Back with the land she loved.

Thank you, Ruby.

You were never just a dog.

You were part of our family.

Part of our farm.

Part of Bunya Grove.

Run free, beautiful girl. ❤️

24/06/2026

Just a man and his cows.

To most people, it sounds ordinary.

But as the sun slips below the horizon and the last golden light settles across the paddock, there is something beautiful in its simplicity.

A man walking quietly among his cattle.
No crowds.
No noise.
No rush.

Just the soft sound of hooves in the grass and the day’s work coming to an end.

At Bunya Grove, this is often where the best moments are found.

The day’s jobs are nearly done.
The heat has faded.
The land begins to rest.

Mick walks amongst the herd, taking in the evening, watching, noticing, appreciating.

Years of working the land have taught him that farming isn’t always about doing.

Sometimes it’s about being present.

Standing still long enough to watch the sunset.
Long enough to notice the cows grazing peacefully.
Long enough to feel grateful for another day.

The cows don’t care about the plans, the fences, the seasons, or tomorrow’s jobs.

They simply graze as the light fades.

And for a moment, perhaps that’s enough.

Just a man and his cows.

A simple scene.
A beautiful sunset.
A life well lived.

10/06/2026

🌿🌿 Sunrise, Fresh Food & Good People — We're Hiring 🌿

Join Mick & Kylie at Bunya Grove Produce

Imagine starting your Sunday before sunrise, watching the day break over Noosa, surrounded by beautiful local food, great customers, and a team that genuinely loves what they do.

We're looking for a reliable, enthusiastic local person to join us as a Farmers Market & Farm Assistant.

This isn't just another casual job.

It's an opportunity to become part of a family-run farm business that has spent more than a decade building relationships with customers, growing food with care, and creating something we're incredibly proud of.

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🌅 Your Sundays

Every Sunday you'll join Mick, Kylie or one of our team at the famous Noosa Farmers Market.

Hours: 3:30am – 1:30pm

✔ Travel to and from the market

✔ Set up one of the market's most loved produce stalls

✔ Meet and serve wonderful customers

✔ Share the story behind our farm, food and animals

✔ Sell fresh eggs, pasture-raised meats, persimmons and seasonal produce

✔ Pack down and head home knowing you've been part of something worthwhile

No experience?

No problem.

We'll teach you everything you need to know.

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🌱 There May Also Be Opportunities For:

• Saturday market work

• 1–2 days per week on the farm

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👤 You're Probably Our Person If You:

✔ Turn up when you say you will

✔ Enjoy chatting with people

✔ Have a positive attitude and a willingness to learn

✔ Are physically fit and able to lift boxes and market equipment

✔ Work well as part of a team

✔ Hold a current driver's licence

✔ Like the idea of doing work that actually means something

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🌿 About Bunya Grove Produce

We're a family-owned farm in the beautiful Mary Valley producing persimmons, pasture-raised eggs, pork, beef and more.

We've been attending Noosa Farmers Market for over 10 years and have built a loyal following of customers who value good food and genuine connection.

At Bunya Grove we believe food should have a story, farming should care for the land, and work should be enjoyable.

Our customers know us by name.

Our staff become part of the family.

And no two days are ever the same.

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📍 Location

Amamoor, QLD

📞 Interested?

Call Kylie on **0400 778 160**

Tell us a little about yourself and why you'd love to join the team.

Previous market or farm experience is great, but reliability, attitude and enthusiasm matter far more.

Come grow food.

Meet amazing people.

Watch the sunrise over Noosa.

And become part of the Bunya Grove story. 🌿