We adore this farm wedding. The bride and groom wanted a intimate wedding at a venue that was close to their hearts.
My husband and I wanted our wedding to be meaningful. Neither one of us are showy or like to be the center of attention so we decided to keep it very small. We invited family and 3-4 of each of our best friends. The guest list ended up being 54 people and we planned the whole thing ourselves. My mom grew up on a farm that her father build with his own hands in a very small town called Urbana, Ohio. That farm has been retired now for over 30 years but it is still the place we gather as a family. Every year we spent holidays here and come back several times during the summer and fall to have bon fires and pig roasts with my aunts, uncles, cousins, and siblings. My grandparents live in a newer house on the land and my parents recently renovated the house my mom grew up in so they can retire there this month and take care of all 4 of their parents that live near by. My dad grew up in the neighboring town and my parents are high school sweethearts. My mom’s father was first diagnosed with cancer when he was in his 20s and had only been married to my grandmother for 6 months. He had to have much of the bone in his face removed and couldn’t take for the first bit of their marriage. He has had many cancers since this time and survived them all because he is a fighter. My mom’s family was the American Cancer Society’s poster family when she was a little girl and a lot of the pictures were taken on their farm and around their home town. This is a very special farm to my husband and I and that is why we chose to have our wedding here. My mom and I planned everything down to the last detail and we had the most wonderful wedding vendors. My parents spent weeks painting the barns and power washing the cement, and we all chipped in to mulch the huge properly and clear the sticks out of the woods where we had the ceremony. This particular spot is where we host the pig roasts and cookouts and have since before I was born. The weather had been cold and rainy the entire week before the wedding but the day of, it became 71 degrees and sunny. We used my dad’s antique tractor as a prop and two cherry trees for the alter. The guests sat on covered hay bails and we used a hay ride to drive all of the guests out to the clearing in the woods. The ceremony was very meaningful and the pastor who married us is the pastor at the church where my parents were married 41 years ago. The reception was held in a barn near my parents renovated house with cafe lighting, fern trees, two long fruit wood tables that seated the 54 guests. The cocktail hour served baked mac n’cheese, french toast bites, and bruschetta along with wine and beer. Dinner was a choice of meat grilled on the grills outside of the tent. We used personal touches such as a Bailey’s Irish Creme toast instead of a champagne toast because my maiden name is Bailey and my husband gave the speech as a farewell to my old name. As a welcome speech, my father gave a short history of the farm and his in-laws who worked the land. We aren’t much for dancing so we had a WONDERFUL guitarist who played music while we ate and mingled together and laughed much. Limos drove all of the guests home and to the nearby hotels so that nobody had to drive after drinking alcohol. It was a perfect day and I would not have changed one thing. – Amy, the lovely Bride
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