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Ethically raised animals
Exceptional quality meats

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Fear free animals,
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Real food,
made with love

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Amazing Jersey Milk
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Eat Naked!

While many people live in cities out of necessity, they still have a longing to reconnect with real food, farmers and the land. Our lives are fast, but food must be slow in order to nurture and heal us.

Sophie was looking for the ultimate ‘tree change’ when she found this fertile 400 acre river bound oasis in 2007. Ged was the local solar expert, electrician and landowner who lit up her life in more ways than one! We were married here in 2008 and Ben joined us later that year – born & bred on the land we love!

So we are ‘newbie’ farmers. Still finding our feet on our beautiful oasis. Still working out what to plant where, according to the different soil types, temperatures etc. But always striving to work in harmony with Mother Nature, to improve soil & biodiversity, listen to the land and leave every acre better than we found it.

We are learning every day . . . & we invite you on the journey with us!

We believe that food needs to be as close to nature as possible. Naked. Simple, fresh and chemical free. Hippocrates said ‘Let food be they medicine’ and we believe food should heal and nurture body, mind and soul.

We bring you what we grow, what we make, what we eat and use here – everything made with Love.

We don’t cloak our products in anything artificial or unnatural. The only things we dress are our salads . . . !

Don’t just take our word for it . . .

‘Your bacon purchased earlier this year is the best ever – it is just so delicious and my family loved it and took some back with them to sydney … well done and thank you’
Ann Johnson, Port Macquarie

‘Once you’ve had the Naked Farmers hommus and beetroot dips, you’ll struggle to enjoy shop bought. Beetroot is my absolute favourite, earthy and tangy, it’s beautiful as a straight dip, I also have it as a spread on my wraps. For a sweet treat, the lemon butter is divine. I eat it off the spoon (when no one is watching!) when I’m not putting it on toasted English muffins. Lastly and mostly, I adore the bacon. Great depth of flavour, with an excellent amount of fat that crisps up perfectly in the pan or on the barbecue. You have to try it to believe how good bacon can be.’
Nikki Rudge, Wauchope

‘Simply the best honey I have ever tasted – delicious!’
Melissa Moore, UK

‘We had your Honey & Garlic Salad dressing at Christmas and the whole family guzzled it in one day – amazing!’
James family, Port Macquarie

‘Moving from NZ, we had been looking for great preservative free sausages in Australia for years – so glad we found yours we can stop looking!’
Callagher Family, Harrington

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Many, many years ago a friend grieving the death of his best horse told me 'where you have live stock, you have dead stock'. We woke up one morning and the ewe I had only nicknamed 'the Queen' four days before when we wormed her, was laid out, dead, at the gate. She was fine at dusk the night before. What happened? We will never know. You know I love my sheep and had waited so long to start again with our black-faced suffolks after the decimation by the wild dogs years ago. I love wool, I love to sink my hands into their thick oily fleeces and imagine the garments to wrap myself in (actually suffolk fleeces are useless for spinning, but wonderful for felting and mixing with alpaca for pillows and doonas). I love their black faces and wise eyes and the glee I feel when they trust me enough to let me pet and pat them. I feel so frustrated and sad to have lost her. So bewildered (pulpy kidney? barber's pole? tick? snake?) But we become prosaic about death. She is taken to the cemetery and left for the crows, eagles, goannas, dingos, wild pigs etc. She becomes part of the fabric of this place she called home and we are left with just the memory and a hole that can never be filled by any other. No wonder farmers become so tough. Life is short and we never know which day is our last . . . ... See MoreSee Less

Many, many years ago a friend grieving the death of his best horse told me where you have live stock, you have dead stock.  We woke up one morning and the ewe I had only nicknamed the Queen four days before when we wormed her, was laid out, dead, at the gate.  She was fine at dusk the night before.  What happened?  We will never know.  You know I love my sheep and had waited so long to start again with our black-faced suffolks after the decimation by the wild dogs years ago.  I love wool, I love to sink my hands into their thick oily fleeces and imagine the garments to wrap myself in (actually suffolk fleeces are useless for spinning, but wonderful for felting and mixing with alpaca for pillows and doonas).  I love their black faces and wise eyes and the glee I feel when they trust me enough to let me pet and pat them.  I feel so frustrated and sad to have lost her.  So bewildered (pulpy kidney? barbers pole? tick? snake?)  But we become prosaic about death.  She is taken to the cemetery and left for the crows, eagles, goannas, dingos, wild pigs etc.  She becomes part of the fabric of this place she called home and we are left with just the memory and a hole that can never be filled by any other.  No wonder farmers become so tough. Life is short and we never know which day is our last . . .

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My goal for Lent was to do yoga every day (that went south after 2 days!) but my Lenten journey has been one of journeying in the wilderness and resurrection via renovation. After battling with the small child one time too many I fell in a deep dark hole of depression and removed myself from the fray to the peace and quiet of our guest accommodation. Embraced by its serenity I realised our home was full of chaos and clutter so while the boys were at school/work each day I stripped out the house, painted the walls a soothing cream, stripped back tables and chairs, recovered the battleground of the sofa with a drop cloth (no arguments now!), ordered new rugs, moved all the furniture around, cleaned out cupboards etc.

I worked myself well. I created a peaceful environment in which I could rejoice. As I painted I listened to positive podcasts and examined where I was going wrong. I realised that rather than looking to criticise others I needed to just focus on keeping me happy. If the mum/wife is happy, so is everyone else. I have had a paradigm shift and shifted my focus. The star chart on the wall now is not for Ben, it is for me! Gold and silver stars for happy days and red stars (not good) for crankiness and shouting.

The kitchen has been tiled after waiting for over a year. The outside wall has cladding where we closed in the doorway when we re-did the kitchen. And the final piece was sourced on Gumtree, picked up and paid for by Ged and brought home last weekend. 3 days of magic wand waving (sander, paint and varnish brushes) and it looks like this. The house looks wonderful. Bigger, roomier. Cleaner, clearer. And so is my head. I feel resurrected, reborn - Happy Easter!
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My goal for Lent was to do yoga every day (that went south after 2 days!) but my Lenten journey has been one of journeying in the wilderness and resurrection via renovation.  After battling with the small child one time too many I fell in a deep dark hole of depression and removed myself from the fray to the peace and quiet of our guest accommodation.  Embraced by its serenity I realised our home was full of chaos and clutter so while the boys were at school/work each day I stripped out the house, painted the walls a soothing cream, stripped back tables and chairs, recovered the battleground of the sofa with a drop cloth (no arguments now!), ordered new rugs, moved all the furniture around, cleaned out cupboards etc.  

I worked myself well.  I created a peaceful environment in which I could rejoice.  As I painted I listened to positive podcasts and examined where I was going wrong.  I realised that rather than looking to criticise others I needed to just focus on keeping me happy.  If the mum/wife is happy, so is everyone else.  I have had a paradigm shift and shifted my focus.  The star chart on the wall now is not for Ben, it is for me! Gold and silver stars for happy days and red stars (not good) for crankiness and shouting.

The kitchen has been tiled after waiting for over a year.  The outside wall has cladding where we closed in the doorway when we re-did the kitchen.  And the final piece was sourced on Gumtree, picked up and paid for by Ged and brought home last weekend. 3 days of magic wand waving (sander, paint and varnish brushes) and it looks like this.  The house looks wonderful.  Bigger, roomier. Cleaner, clearer. And so is my head.  I feel resurrected, reborn - Happy Easter!

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Susanne G DevereuxLooks fantastic! Decluttering our lives makes the journey through life easier!

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Judy VeitchWow, Sophie, what a journey! Congratulations, you wonderful woman, on your results and all the work you put in to get there (head, heart, and house too!) 💕

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Farm Fresh Food! Organic Avocados from our beautiful Comboyne friend, eggs fresh from the hen, and K'pane Artisan Bakery bread from Murray St Bakery. It doesn't get any better than this . . . #locavore ... See MoreSee Less

Farm Fresh Food! Organic Avocados from our beautiful Comboyne friend, eggs fresh from the hen, and Kpane Artisan Bakery bread from Murray St Bakery.  It doesnt get any better than this . . . #locavore

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K'pane Artisan BakeryThat looks mouthwatering!

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Still with my car on 'the other side' - as soon as the first flood went down, we had the tail end of Cyclone Debbie. Getting muscles on my muscles and kinda wishing it would stop now . . . ... See MoreSee Less

Still with my car on the other side - as soon as the first flood went down, we had the tail end of Cyclone Debbie.  Getting muscles on my muscles and kinda wishing it would stop now . . .

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Mel RobensynOh my goodness look how high it is! Wow!!!

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Judy VeitchGee whiz, Sophie, hard work all right! 😳

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Howard BovillLook after your self and stay safe Matt

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Paddy Mortongreat pic but better if you were init!

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Melissa MooreAs ever we worry about you all on the flying fox. Take care & hope river down soon xx

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We are excited that the health conscious customers at Your Life Fitness Centre Port Macquarie have been enjoying our farm fresh goodness. As well as fabulous salad dressings and dukkahs we will be stocking the freezer later this week with our premium pastured beef, delicious pesto, tomato passata, hommous and lemon butter - real food, ready to take home at the end of your workout. You deserve it!
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We are excited that the health conscious customers at Your Life Fitness Centre Port Macquarie have been enjoying our farm fresh goodness.  As well as fabulous salad dressings and dukkahs we will be stocking the freezer later this week with our premium pastured beef, delicious pesto, tomato passata, hommous and lemon butter - real food, ready to take home at the end of your workout.  You deserve it!