Gold Wedding Bands
You ever hear the song by former husband and wife and lovers Tammy Wynette and George Jones? In a pawn shop in Chicago On a sunny summer day A couple gazes at the wedding rings There on display She smiles n’ nods her head As …
Author: Cheyla
A Greenhouse
Donovan built me a greenhouse! I’ve been dreaming about having my own greenhouse and English garden ever since we left Europe in 2018. Beautiful open windows, ample produce for our family and just the right amount of character. When we first decided to add a …
Home.
In my greenhouse this morning, I sit sipping coffee and reading my bible. The sun is coming thru the large catalpa tree and the sky is the perfect shade of blue.
Something about the smell of freshly planted lilacs and the sound of my hens caught me a little off guard. I suddenly feel a deep sense of connection to my home…. to its roots, the paint and the heavy beams.
I’ve never not valued my home. In fact, it’s what I love to chat about the most, next to my family. Yet, this fine spring morning has me thinking about how blessed I am. THIS is MY farmhouse. My home. My shelter. It deserves my absolute best because it gives me its very best.
This old farmhouse has truly watched this valley grow-up. It has churned our butter and grew our wheat at the turn of the century, fed generations of families, weathered the rains of uncertainty and has now withstood two pandemics. She has lived through no less than eighteen sitting US presidents, two world wars, sickness and disease, a stock markets crash, grievance of death and brilliance of life. The ticker tape running thru my mind of her accomplishments is remarkable.
Its hedges are a pillar of biblical strength that God said in that moment, I have a literal hedge of protection around you my child. I just began to let myself feel all this steadfast our home has seen and endured and now she’s here with me sheltering my dearest loves and keeping us safe. I am one blessed being to have one of the most curated and decorated homes of a lifetime. I look again at its structure and sigh— what a piece of remarkable history. I am honored to call her my very own.
A poem to my home:
You’re a steadfast moment that stands still in a time of uncertainty.
Your foundation solid, the pitches in your peaks just enough high reaching to let the rains stroll down your sides.
Your brilliance of white, pure. Holy. Reverent.
You’re keeping us sheltered, we honor that and think fondly of all the families you’ve kept within these walls safely for 110 years.
Autumn Harvest Festival
Our season at Wheat Brothers Farms has left me feeling such peace about where we have been and where I see this little roadside farmstand market going. Thank you again to the lovely Rhiannon Hardesty Photography. It meant such a great deal to us to …
Pumpkin Season
Pumpkin Succulent Workshop ]Autumn brings with it the opportunity for so many wonderful activities and memories to make with family and friends. So, when my son gave me the idea of crafting pumpkin succulents, it definitely gave me something to think about. Now for those …
Brunch at Wheat Brothers Farms
The greatest moments of our lives are hinged on life experiences and interactions with others. They help to form us, and we become who we are based on those exchanges, both good and bad.
I am grateful that in this woven tapestry of life, many of these moments are filled with good. To celebrate, each year I honor some of the educational influencers and teachers of this valley. My intention is to pay tribute to their dedication in their chosen profession and perhaps gain a bit of insight. These women are wonderful women, kind and full of empathy, who have a great influence on our children and the important role or molding them into young men and women.
Here are a just a few of the wonderful women I call friends who attend our annual brunch.
“I look forward to and relish in the fantastic brunches that my friend Cheyla at Wheat Brothers Farms puts on every fall. I am always amazed at the beautiful tablescapes that she designs. I feel pampered and “seen” by a friend that takes such time to put together a gathering of woman that share life, love and a love of beautiful things. She knows the heart of the woman in her life and she expresses such gratitude toward them with these special brunches. I am beyond grateful to call her my friend and feel honored to be invited to the table every fall! ❤️❤️❤️”
– Amie
“It was such an honor to be invited to a beautiful Saturday morning brunch on the patio at Wheat Brothers Farms. As I arrived, I was greeted with the smell of fresh coffee, sausage and homemade pancakes. The table was beautifully set on the patio with fresh flowers, pastries and fine china. Our conversation was light as we ate and got reacquainted with close friends and family. In a nutshell, it was a sweet reminder to slow down and enjoy the people that God has blessed us with!”
-Jaime
What a beautiful way to start a new season and I look forward to hosting again next year.
I hope that Autumn snuggles right into your heart.
The Good ‘Ol Days
“Opportunity is often missed by many because it is dressed in overalls and looks like hard work.” (Thomas Edison) Once long ago someone shared this quote with me and at the time, I didn’t realize how profound this concept would be and what weight it’s …
SPRING IS IN THE AIR
Goodness, I love how the sun is beaming thru my windows this beautiful Monday morning. I just can’t contain the joy it makes me feel. I’m watching Ellis, our one-year old kitten, nap on the buffalo plaid down curled up with such sweetness on our …
Reflections
As the season draws to a close, I wanted to share my reflections with you. Fall is the season for gratitude. Gratitude for what we have and for the people who came before us and paved the way.
Learning and Remembering
Autumn is a time of learning, of letting go of what is weighing you down and pressing forward. Without the comforts of shade or shelter, it is a time of trudging through the uncertainty of what may lie ahead.
When I began Wheat Brothers Farms I wanted to recall the memories of my great granny and her resilience through the great depression, through the time when our home was established, and the families that were raised within its walls. There is a legacy behind everything that I do at our small farmhouse, whether it’s from my family or the Earharts, the family who founded Wheat Brothers. I wanted to create a community of people who love to reminisce of days gone bye, and who slow down to enjoy all that farm life has to offer; for those that are willing to take a moment.
Gratitude
Each November since my son was born I take a small index card and each day write something I’m grateful for on it. It’s a tradition that his father and I began years ago and I’ve continued it to this day. The harvest festival we hosted at our small home reminded me of those small index cards and for each person that showed up for the three weeks we hosted. I could not have imagined what a loving outpouring of support we would have and for that I’m grateful. I added your names to the small index cards, so that when I look back someday,or maybe when I look back and I’m having a tough day and wondering why I decided to do this small vintage roadside farmstand, I would be reminded of those people who came to support our family and the traditions we value most at this time of year. I’m grateful for each of you and thankful you are here and may the season finds you well.
Blessings,
Gratitude Journal: Our Family Tradition
15 sheets of scrap booking paper (autumn theme if you want)
Cut into 4×4 squares with a hole punched into the corner of each sheet.
Tie together with twine.
Write a little something for each day of November you’re grateful for. Have each one in your family do the same. Label them each year and enjoy for years to come with wonderful memories.
We have so much to be grateful for.
And speaking of grateful, Thank you Sweet Cream for being a part of our first annual Autumn Harvest Festival!
