The Lewis Farm has been in Dwayne's family for over fifty years — a ridge of land outside Weaverville where the morning fog burns off slow, the sycamores still keep watch over the field, and Mt. Pisgah holds the western horizon like a painting that never quite finishes itself. For most of the year it is a quiet, working farm. For a handful of weekends a year, it becomes the place where two people stand together and say yes.
Dwayne and Sherri Lewis built the wedding side of the farm room by room — the chapel raised plank by plank, the barn restored beam by beam, the two pavilions framed for the days the sky decides to open up. They host every wedding personally. They will know your name when you arrive, your parents' names by the rehearsal, and the names of the dogs in your engagement photos by the time the music starts.
The promise here is small and exact: a quiet, alcohol-free, family-forward day — hosted by people who have done this carefully, wedding after wedding, on a ridge where the mountain does most of the work.
Hosted by
Dwayne & Sherri Lewis
